OMG HI! So sorry I haven't updated in forever! I've been really busy so… yeah… here it is! Um… Disclaimer: damn I hate disclaimers but whatever… no Duckies for me. I totally wish I had some though. Um… thanks to my reviewers
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Chapter 8:
Ali was still stressing as she made her way into the cafeteria that morning. She dragged her feet as she walked across the crowded room and flopped down at the Ducks' table, next to Portman. She sunk her head down into her arms and slouched.
"Hey, you look kinda… blah. Are you ok? "
"Merr," Ali mumbled to the table.
"Ok, I'll take that as a no. You wanna talk about it?"
"Not particularly."
"Oh, ok then."
Ali acted that way well into fourth period. She perked up in English though since it was her favorite class. She
really perked up in English during fifth period though since it was her favorite class. She was really frighteningly hyper during lunch. Even Averman was scared out of his mind.
"Gaah! It's a sign of the apocalypse! Ali is more hyper than me! Noo! It's the end of the world as we know it."
"It's the end of the world as we know it. And I feel fine!" Portman starts singing but is drowned out by an over-enthused giggle from Ali.
She went to dance later that evening and was very cheerful and energetic. Ce seems a little worried about her at first but when Ali started cracking her usual jokes she forgot about her nerves.
Later that evening, the Ducks were finishing up in the locker room after an intense practice. Everyone was in a bad mood. No one spoke which was unusual considering Averman and Russ never shut up. Portman was the last to leave the locker room."
"Hey, Portman!" Ali ran up to her best friend. He quietly responded with a tired andirritated growl. She ignored it and kept talking.
"We just had this awesome dance practice and we did all these awesome routines and stuff! It was so cool!..." She just kept talking and Portman felt himself getting annoyed. Soon, he just couldn't take it anymore. He was just too tired.
"Ali!" Portmanroared."Willyou just shut up and leave me alone? Dammit! You're really getting on my nerves!"He turned, shaking his head in exasperation at the shocked and upset expression on her face, and walked off toward his dorm. It hadn't even been that impressive of a speech but Ali felt like someone had slapped her across the face. She ran back to her room sobbing. Even Portman didn't like her anymore. Did anyone?
Sorry it was so depressing, guys. It will be kinda sad in the story for a little whilebut don't worry! Be happy!