"Okay, so we're gonna practice the pyramid," I announced.

The girls gathered around and looked at me expectantly.

"Get in formation. C'mon," I said sweetly, waving my hands to get them to move.

They moved to their spots but one girl was missing.

"Where's Tiffany?" One of the girls asked.

The others shrugged. I looked around, looking for her. I turned towards the bleachers and saw that Nicole was missing too. Oh, hell no.

"I'll go look for her. You guys just practice," I told them.

They nodded and I walked off to find Tiffany and Nicole. I knew they were together because it's Tiffany. I walked around to the back of the bleachers and saw Tiffany and Nicole under the bleachers. They were sitting and talking. I sighed, about to approach them when suddenly, Tiffany leaned forward and kissed Nicole. Nicole froze, allowing herself to be kissed.

I watched as Tiffany practically threw herself at Nicole, kissing her hard. Nicole fell back a bit and pulled away, looking at Tiffany.

"Wha-" She started to question.
Tiffany shushed her. "It's okay. Nobody's gonna see us," she told Nicole. "Just let it happen."
"O-okay," Nicole stuttered.

Tiffany kissed Nicole again, straddling her, sitting on her lap. Nicole kissed back this time, clearly not sure what to do. The kisses were desperate and sloppy. Tiffany seemed like she was trying hard to get Nicole to like her.

"This bitch..." I whispered to myself.

Nicole's hands hovered over Tiffany, reluctant to touch her. Tiffany pulled away from the kiss and forced Nicole's hands onto her ass. Nicole looked absolutely terrified.

"Oh, wow. O-okay," Nicole let out. She swallowed hard as Tiffany began kissing her again.

After a while, I'd had enough. I walked around to go underneath the bleachers.

"Seriously?" I snapped.

They pulled away from each other and looked at me. Tiffany got off of Nicole and fixed her skirt.

"Hey, Waverly," Tiffany said, smiling at me.
I shook my head. "Get back out there and help them practice that fucking pyramid."

Tiffany was shocked. Honestly, I was too. Her jaw dropped and she scoffed, but listened to me. She looked back at Nicole before walking away and smiled at her, waving at her in a flirty manner. I rolled my eyes. She glared at me and then walked away.

I looked and Nicole. "Really?" I asked her.
Nicole stood up, a panicked look on her face. "I-I didn't- she- I-" She stuttered.
I held up my hand. "You don't have to explain yourself. You can do whatever you want." I was trying to hide the fact that I was hurt and jealous but I just couldn't.
"Waverly, really. I didn't do anything. She told me that she just wanted to talk and get to know each other better. She made me come over here and we were talking at first. And then she just kissed me."
"I have to get back." I turned around to leave but I felt Nicole's soft hands grab my wrist.

God, I just wanted to turn around and kiss her more than anything. I closed my eyes and did my best to control myself.

"Waverly... please don't go," Nicole spoke softly.
"I have to. We still have practice," I replied.
"I don't like her. Not like that."
I turned around and looked at her. "Does it even matter?"
Nicole looked down. "I- I guess it doesn't..."
"Good. Now please, let me go."

Nicole sighed and released my wrist. I began to walk away.

"Are we still hanging out later?" I heard her ask behind me.
"Sure," I responded.

I kept walking. I headed back over to the area where the girls were and they got back into formation, making room for me and Tiffany.

Once practice was over, Tiffany and I left the group, not bothering to change out of our uniforms.

"What is wrong with you?" I asked her.
Tiffany smirked at me. "I don't know what you mean."
"Oh, you know exactly what I mean." I stopped walking and looked at her.
"It's not my fault you have a boyfriend. You're putting a really hot girl to waste."
"Oh, shut up. She doesn't even like you."
"Seems like she likes me a hell of a lot more than you."
"How would you know?"
"Does she kiss you like that? Grab your ass like that?"
"You forced her to do that. I'm not fucking blind, Tiffany."
"Clearly you are."
"Oh, fuck you."
"Nicole will very soon."
"Shut up."
"Make me."

I clenched my hands into fists. I wanted to slap her so bad.

"All the guys may like you, Waverly Earp, but Nicole will be mine."
"Not after she hears just how many guys have had you. You don't have a very good reputation, Tiff. Everyone knows you're a slut."
"At least I'm not like Wynonna."

That was it. Before I knew it, my fist was connecting with her face.

Tiffany looked at me, surprised but angry. She grabbed me and pulled my hair, throwing me to the ground and climbing on top of me. She started slapping the shit out of me. I slapped her back but way harder. I grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her off of me before getting on top of her.

All of a sudden, arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me off of Tiffany, pulling me away.

"You're dead, Earp!" Tiffany shouted at me.
"Come and get me, you bitch! I'll fucking-" I cursed, but the person who'd grabbed me was shushing me.
"Shhh. Waverly, calm down. It's okay," they whispered.

It was Nicole. I relaxed into her immediately.

"You'll be just like your sister, Waverly. Opening you legs for anyone with a nice smile," Tiffany spat at me.
"You keep your mouth shut! Wynonna is a thousand times better than you!" I yelled, getting riled up again.

I struggled against Nicole, trying desperately to get free so I could beat Tiffany's ass.

"Yeah, maybe at giving blow jobs. The guys in town tell me she swallows," Tiffany said.
I made a face. "Oh, go fuck yourself!" I screamed at her.

I took my shoe off and threw it at her. I totally missed but I was too angry to care.

"Waverly Earp!" Coach yelled.

I stopped moving and looked over at her.

"Principal's office. Now. Both of you." She told us, looking at both me and Tiffany.

I groaned loudly.
"But Coach!" Tiffany protested.
"I don't wanna hear it, Tiffany. Go."

Nicole released me and I looked at her before walking off. Tiffany followed, and it took every ounce of self control I have to not turn around and beat the shit out of her right there.

When we got to the principal's office, neither of us could come up with a valid reason why we'd been fighting. Apparently "She was talking shit" isn't an acceptable answer. We were both suspended.

So there I sat. In the front office, waiting for Wynonna to come get me. This was not how I expected to spend the rest of today. Wynonna walked over and looked at me shaking her head.

"Seriously, Wave?" She asked, her arms folded over her chest.
"Sorry..." I said.
Wynonna sighed. "Come on."

I stood up and walked out to the truck with her.

"What happened?" Wynonna asked me.
"Tiffany's a slut," I responded.
Wynonna laughed. "Yeah, I think we all know that. But why did you fight with her?"
"She- well, um. I- it-... I c-" I sighed. "She was talking about you..."
"What was she saying?"
"That... you're a slut... and that you give blow jobs... She said guys have told her that you swallow..."
Wynonna let out a humorless chuckle. "Wow. So that's what Tiffany McKenna thinks of me, huh?"
"Wynonna..."
"No, no. If that's what she says, then it must be true, right?"
"It's not."
"It is. I do that stuff. Don't pretend like I don't, Waves. I know I'm a slut."
"You're not! Stop it!"

We pulled up to the Homestead and Daddy immediately came outside, angry as hell.

"I knew we shouldn't have kept you around!" He shouted.

I frowned. What was he talking about?

"Your mother shouldn't taken you with her when she left. I don't want some brat that ain't even mine!"
"Daddy!" Wynonna yelled.
He looked at her.
"Don't talk to her like that! She's your daughter!"
He glared at Wynonna. "No, she is not."

Tears welled up in my eyes and shook my head. I turned around and started walking away.

"Waverly!" Wynonna called.

I ignored her and kept walking. She ran after me.

"Leave me alone!" I cried as she grabbed me.
"Where are you going?" Wynonna sobbed as I pulled away and kept walking.
"Somewhere I'm actually wanted!" I shot back.
"No! Please, Waverly! Baby girl, don't go! He didn't mean it!"
I spun around and looked at her. "Yes. He did. I knew I wasn't an Earp. And he just confirmed it."

I took in the sight of Wynonna. She was completely devastated. I just wanted to hug her and never let go. I felt so bad. But I had to be strong. I couldn't be in that house anymore.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry I let them treat you like that, Waves. Just- please. Please don't go."
"I have to... I'm sorry, Wyn."

I turned around and began walking away again. I heard the sound of Wynonna crying and calling after me. But she didn't follow. She knew better. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on where I was going. I loved Wynonna to death, but I just couldn't stand Daddy and Willa. Once I'd gotten far enough from the Homestead, I pulled out my phone and opened Champ's contact.

I stopped and just stared at his number for a minute. Did I really want to call him? I mean, I knew he'd let me stay with him... But is that really what I wanted? I closed his contact and opened up Nicole's...

Nicole.

I pressed the green call button and pressed the phone to my ear. It rang.

"Hello?"
"H-hey, Nicole..."
"Waverly, are you okay?"
"I'm fine... D-do you think you could come get me? I sorta left home..."
Please say yes...
"Of course. Where are you?"
"A few miles away from the Homestead. You remember where it is?"
"Yeah. Stay there, I'll come and get you."
"Okay. Thank you, Nicole."
"No problem."

We hung up and I stood there, waiting. In all honesty, I was glad I decided not to call Champ. I waited maybe half an hour, and then Nicole pulled up. She got out of the car and took my bag and backpack away from me, putting them in the truck of the car. She opened the passenger door for me and then got into the driver's side.

"What happened?" Nicole asked as she started driving.
"I don't really wanna talk about it..." I replied.
"That's okay. You don't have to."

I smiled softly to myself. Champ probably would've bugged me about it. I knew that I wasn't with Nicole because I didn't have anywhere to go. I could've gone to stay with Uncle Curtis and Gus, but they probably would've called Wynonna and told her where I was. So this was the best I could do.

When we got to Nicole's house, I discovered that she lives with her grandmother. Her grandmother, who was very sweet, but very old, said that it was okay if I stayed with them. We went into Nicole's room and Nicole gave me a change of clothes.

We laid down on her bed, watching TV. I felt so weird... wearing Nicole's clothes and laying in bed with her... I sighed and sat up, looking at Nicole.

"Can we do something so that we're not just sitting here awkwardly?" I asked.
She looked at me. "Um. Okay... like what?"
I shrugged. "I don't know..."
Nicole nodded a bit. "Okay... We can... play Monopoly?" She suggested, making a face.
I giggled. "Yeah, let's play Monopoly."
"Really?"
"Yes, silly!"

Nicole got up to grab Monopoly from her closet and then sat down as I adjusted myself so that we could set the game between us.

We sat in silence as we played, until Nicole spoke.

"Y'know... you really beat Tiffany's ass today," she told me.
I looked up, smiling a bit. "I did, didn't I?"

I know it probably wasn't something to be proud of, but I was, in a way. Tiffany thought she was so tough, but then she gets her ass handed to her by the nicest girl is Purgatory.

"Yeah, you sure did. Not bad for the nicest girl in town," Nicole said, smiling.
I smiled back before looking back down at the board. "You're really bad at this game," I said, laughing.
Nicole laughed. "Yeah, well, I haven't played in years."
I chuckled. "Wanna put it away?"
"Yes, please."

I laughed and we began putting all the pieces and the money back before putting the board back into the box. My phone started ringing. Nicole looked at it and held it out to me.

"It's Champ," she said, a hint of sadness in her voice.
I looked at her and then looked at the phone. "Let it ring."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I don't feel like talking to anyone but you right now. Especially not him."
Nicole smiled a bit. "Okay."

We put the game back in her closet and laid back down on her bed, just talking. It was so nice because I've never had this with anyone before.

In fact, I don't even think I've felt this way about anyone...