A/N: Thanks guys. Love ya all! I'll try to be updating more especially now because my stupid computer won't allow me to send emails... Stupid thing hates me, I swear... Haha.
Chapter 6 : "We Have A Date"
Amy smiled, almost instantly spotting Randy talking with John and Dave. She crossed her arms loosely across her chest as she flipped her hair over her shoulder and approached the three guys. She walked up just in time to hear Randy talking, "I mean... I think he's onto me.."
"Onto you about what?" Amy asked innocently, tilting her head to the side as she let herself sit right beside Randy, pouting. Randy cautiously looked at her, something resembling a nervous frown popping ont his face. Dave and John, feeling like it wasn't their time to talk, got up without saying bye and walked away to leave them in private.
"To the fact that I'm dating you." Randy smiled, mentally congratulating himself on thinking on his feet once again. "Jay's jealous that I have a hottie like you while he's stuck with whores like that Stacy girl." Randy placed his hand on her leg, watching her put on a forced smile. Amy felt her arm jerk, almost as if she went to slap him, but she stopped herself.
"Really... Well, I'll have to have a talk with that guy." She replied slowly, not entirely sure on how to handle the given situation. "But... what's this I hear about you canceling for Friday? I canceled my plans to be up in North Carolina with my family for you..." She pouted even more, looking into his blue eyes sadly.
"Oh... So I guess Adam told you?" Randy merely shrugged, "My mom's in the hospital and I'm really worried for her. I would've told you personally but we have like no classes together..."
"Oh, that's terrible!" Amy fake gasped, eyes widening. "I hope she's alright!" She shook her head slowly. "What does she have?" Quietly peering at him, she waited for his answer.
"What does she have?"
"Yeah... What kind of sickness?" Amy asked, trying her best to keep a straight face, which she hoped was working. She never was good with acting, in fact... that was one of the only classes that she knew for a fact she was failing.
"Oh... uhm... er..." Randy rattled his brain, "That one with the P..."
"Pneumonia?" Amy guessed blankly, raising an eyebrow in question.
"Yep! That's it... It's a really bad case of that thing..." Randy shook his head slowly, letting out a small sigh, "The doctors don't know if she'll pull through."
"That's so sad... It's a good thing you're visiting her Friday. Be sure to tell her I said to get better and that I look forward to meeting her." Amy smiled weakly, patting his hand comfortingly. "But I'm gonna go. Don't want to not eat. Bye hun." She kissed his cheek and walked away, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. Randy sighed deeply once she was gone, rubbing his forehead painfully.
"That was too close."
"Alright! That was a good practice everyone and hopefully I'll see you all on Thursday!" Trish shouted as the girls all left. She sighed, raking a hand through her hair.
"Alright, spill." Torrie said to Amy without any hesitation, facing her as the four walked down the hill towards the parking lot. Amy nodded, stuffed her hands in her pockets and opened her mouth to speak.
"Okay. So I go up to him and he's talking to Dave and John..." The red head then proceeded to tell them the whole story. As she finished, Stacy's face twisted down into a frown, eyes narrowed.
"What a jackass.." She spat out before she could stop herself, "I am so out of Jay's league." The other girls all stopped walking and stared at her, none of them really expecting something like that to be said at any time during this conversation.
"Is that the only thing you heard?" Trish exclaimed, quite clearly sounding rather annoyed. "Randy's obviously after another girl!"
"He is?" Stacy asked, glancing at them blankly. The other three all frowned at her, none bothering to answer her question.
"But who?" Torrie asked, looking from face to face, not really wanting to hear the answer.
"Trish!" Ashley shouted suddenly before anybody could answer the Idaho native. She ran up to the four, nearly tripping over her boots but finally caught up the them. Trish sent a questioning look at them, mouthing something that the New York girl didn't bother trying to understand.
"Hey Ash, what's up?" Trish asked as she turned to face the girl, smiling.
"You'll never guess what I just heard from the girls' locker room!" Ashley panted, trying to catch her breath as quickly as possible. She looked jumpy and was stumbling over her words, which the girls took quick notice of.
"What?" Trish asked, blinking blankly, although she felt that she already knew what was going to come from Ashley's mouth next.
"You know how all those new girls are here for the next couple weeks because of the model agency thing going on?" Ashley looked at the four, speaking about the Model Search. It was this thing that came into town every year where a bunch of teenage girls tried their luck at a modeling career.
"Yeah.." Trish nodded, slightly frowning. "It's all over town..."
"Well, I over-heard that Erica girl and that JT girl talking about Randy." Ashley continued on, barely stopping to catch her breath. The other girls all looked at each other, definitely knowing where this was going, "And the JT one said something like Randy asked her out for Friday night!"
"What?" Torrie exclaimed, jaw dropping.
"Okay, lying to me that your mom's in the hospital is one thing... But going out with another girl?" Amy shook her head, face twisting down in disgust.
"I know... They're all whores..." Ashley muttered, placing one hand on her forehead and the other on her hip.
"Uh... Ash...You were in it last year.." Stacy pointed out, raising her eyebrow in confusion. Ashley shrugged her shoulders and let a smile appear.
"True... but I was a hot whore..." The blonde joked, causing the others to all laugh, easing the tension somewhat.
"Thanks for the info, Ash. Do you know where they're going?" Trish asked slyly, a smirk coming across her features as a plan began to formulate in her mind. Ashley shook her head.
"Nope... I didn't really catch it. I think some farm." Ashley shrugged, "Sorry..."
"It's okay. I'm sure John or Dave'll tell us. Randy tells them everything." Amy pointed out as the two boys came to mind suddenly.
"Okay. In that case, I'd better get going. I'm meeting Matt and Jeff at 2 Scoops Delight." Ashley waved and ran towards her car, almost falling flat on her face due to her boots once again. Sharing another small chuckle, the four girls all looked at each other.
"That explains everything." Stacy lowly whistled, pushing her hair out of her face.
"I know..." Torrie agreed quietly, unable to say anything else at this given moment.
"We have to tell that JT girl then." Trish suddenly turned serious, shocking the others.
"Why?" Amy asked as she raised an eyebrow. They continued down the hill and towards Stacy's car. When they approached it, Amy got into the back. Torrie and Trish got in after her. Stacy started the car once she got in, all silent as they waited for Trish to think up a reasonable answer.
"Because it would be unfair for her to date that jackass without knowing about us!" Trish rolled her eyes as if it were obvious. Amy sighed.
"You have a point there..." She murmered, glancing out the window as the conversation died down. Stacy bit down on her lip and started to drive towards Amy's.
Randy walked out of the school, head held high and smirk plastered on his face. He sat on the metal bleachers, looking around the grassy field unsurely as he searched for the ever familiar blonde. Trish was never late to meet him. He checked his watch nervously. She did say after practice. Here he was... after practice. "Was I that late?" He mumbled, sighing with a shake of his head. He wasn't planning on bumping into JT again and talking for like fifteen minutes. It just happened. He watched a car pull out of the parking lot. It sure did look a lot like Stacy's car. He shrugged, maybe Trish would show up soon. He leaned back and sighed deeply, waiting for the blonde to walk up.
"C'mon, Trish."
"Okay, so tomorrow in gym we're talking to her, right?" Amy asked, trying to remind herself for the hundredth time.
"Yeah. Don't forget." Torrie nodded. Amy nodded back and walked towards her house, not once looking back at them. Once they were back on the road, Torrie glanced at the two girls in the front.
"What if Ashley was lying?"
"What do you mean 'What if she was lying'?" Trish asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Like.. what if she was lying just to get us mad at the new girls for no reason?" Torrie suggested, chewing on her lip uncertainly.
"Why would she do that?" Trish asked, looking at Torrie carefully, doubt climbing into her eyes.
"I... I don't know.." Torrie murmered, turning her head away to look at the window, "Just forget I brought it up..." She leaned back into the seat, mindlessly playing with her hair. Stacy glanced at Trish, who was looking out her own window. She sighed, focusing back on the road. Ashley would never lie to Trish, those two were practically inseperable. Or they used to be...
Trish walked out of the girls' locker room the next day, quietly taking in her surroundings. She finished tying her hair up in a ponytail and walked up to Stacy, Amy, and Torrie in the always warm gym. "You see her yet?" She asked, stretching out her arms. Stacy shook her head, stretching out her legs.
"I think she's still in the locker room." Torrie shrugged as she reached down to touch her toes, making sure their gym teacher spotted her stretching and not just sitting there, like he somehow managed to always do.
"Okay, tell me when she comes out." Trish nodded as she watced Randy walk out of the boys locker room with John and Dave. Amy nodded, keeping a careful eye on the door to the girls' locker room. It seemed as though she was the only one though. Trish was watching Randy, Torrie was watching their gym teacher, and Stacy was playing with her hair boredly. Pretty soon, JT, Erica, and Jen all walked out, laughing loudly.
"She's here." Amy nodded towards the three, catching everyone's attention quickly. Trish sighed and sent a small glance in Amy's direction before walking over to them. The other three all followed, none wanting to miss out on this.
"Hey." Trish waved at the three girls as she approached them, smiling softly.
"Hey Patricia." Erica waved, smiling although Jen narrowed her eyes at the four other girls. JT twirled her hair around her finger, slightly frowning.
"You can call me Trish. This is Torrie, Amy, and Stacy." Trish motioned to the other three girls next to her, even if she didn't look at them.
"Hi." JT waved at them, still not entirely sure what to make of them just yet.
"Hey." Stacy nodded, not once tearing her eyes away from the trio. Jen only continued glaring at them silently.
"You're JT, right?" Trish asked, pointing to the dark haired girl.
"Yep. JT Tinney."
"Can I talk to you in private?" Trish nodded her head backwards and over across the gym. JT glanced at Erica and Jen carefully.
"Uh... Sure.." She shrugged, trailing behind Trish and looking back towards her friends worriedly every now and then.
"What?" Amy asked, glaring at Jen, who still hadn't taken her gaze away from the three girls. The red head didn't honestly mean to sound harsh, but as of now, she didn't favor these girls.
"Nothing." Jen turned around with a huff, focusing her attention on a few guys playing basketball behind them. Erica only stared at her nails boredly, trying her best to ignore the looks she was receiving from Stacy, Torrie and Amy.
"So... What do you need?" JT asked, crossing her arms across her chest lightly, eyebrow raising only slightly.
"Did you by any chance talk to Randy Orton yesterday?" Trish asked, deciding to take this slowly and easily.
"Yeah. He's so dreamy and nice... Why?" JT smiled widely at the memory of bumping into the boy not just once, but twice, yesterday during school.
"Did he... ask you anything? Like... out on a date perhaps?" Trish bit down on her lip, heart starting to pick up speed. She felt anxious about the answer and this girl was taking way too long to reply.
"Yeah. We're going out this Friday." JT nodded, not once letting any suspicion into her voice.
"Where?" Trish asked, smiling politely.
"Why does it matter to you?" JT demanded, glaring suddenly.
"I just wanted to see if Randy still took the girls he was dating now to the same place he took all of the other girls." Trish shrugged innocently.
"...Other girls?" JT asked warily, her eyebrow raising once again, only higher.
"Yeah. He's only the biggest player in the school." Trish waved her off like it was nothing.
"Well... Who can blame him? With looks like that..." JT smiled as if she were in a dream. Trish had to stop herself from gagging and rolling her eyes.
"So... Where are you two going?"
"Stargaze Farm. He said it was this cute little farm on the other side of town." JT shrugged, "Is that a good thing?"
"Oh..." Trish nodded, "Of course. It's always been a place for first dates with him. Have fun and be safe." She winked, walking back to the others. JT studied Trish for a bit and then followed.
"Nice talking to ya, bye." Amy waved, turning back to Trish. "Bitches.." She mumbled once they were out of hearing range. Trish finally rolled her eyes.
"Did you tell her?" Torrie asked, smiling happily.
"Not yet." Trish smirked.
"Trish!" Stacy exclaimed, jaw dropping and trying to resist the urge to slap her best friend.
"No, no, no, no! Listen to me. I found out where they're going. So Friday we're going to 'coincidentally' show up there. See how he reacts." Trish winked again as the four all headed back to the other side of gym.
"That seems like a good road trip." Amy smiled, liking where Trish was heading with this.
"Yep. Let's just say, he'll never know what hit him." Trish continued smirking.
"And he'll never put two and two together because we'll say it's a Cheerleading thing." Torrie smiled as well. Stacy only grinned. They had the excuse, the date, and the place. It was perfect and this weekend was guaranteed to be fun.
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