Author's Note: New chapter! I really hope you like this one. I apologise that my cheer camp details may not be entirely accurate seeing as I'm basing this off research and not experience. Please let me know if there are any errors so I can change them. I had a few reviews asking for some more Brittana action so you wanted it, you got it. Thanks so much for your favourites and reviews! ~ KennyEchelon
I talked to Lucy a lot that day. After I realised that she wasn't as bad as I thought, I noticed she wasn't exactly fat. I could tell that she used to be. She'd obviously lost a lot of weight in a short space of time. I kind of felt bad for jumping to conclusions and saying she was chunky. While she may not have been the skinniest girl there, she was trying. I could guess how she was feeling.
God knows I'd felt that about my own body.
I ended up sharing diet tips, saying it for nutritious benefits rather than weight loss. I didn't want Brittany thinking I was self-conscious. I was supposed to exude confidence. That's what makes a girl sexy.
I kind of took her under my wing, protecting her against the other girls who could get just as bitchy as me. Well, not as bitchy but pretty damn close.
Even though we were the same age, I saw how I used to be in her so it felt like my duty to look after her. Without Britt I would probably be in the same position. I mean, I wasn't entirely comfortable with myself but I was getting there.
We had to split up for Buddy Time and we worked on our individual material. I kept stealing glances over at Brittany. Her flexibility from hours in the dance studio was really coming in handy. She caught me looking and stuck her tongue out at me. My chest squirmed, but I stuck mine right back at her. She giggled and looked ridiculously beautiful. How could anyone act goofy and still be attractive?
I remember thinking: "I wish I didn't like you so much." Everything was so confusing. I was questioning everything I was. I didn't know if I was living a lie or if I was just going through a phase. It was enough to force me back into hating myself.
But how could I... when Britt made life beautiful?
A few hours passed and I tried to distract myself with the routines. Then it was time for dinner so me, Britt, and Lucy walked to the cafeteria together. I was talking to Lucy about how she was enjoying the camp so far and without either of us noticing, Brittany took my pinky in hers. It had turned into instinct for us.
It was only until I saw Lucy's eyes flicker down to our hands that I realized. My stomach clenched automatically but Britt squeezed my finger gently to calm me down. It was almost like she could read my mind. Maybe she knew me better than I did.
I helped Lucy pick a healthier meal that would help her weight loss and we sat down.
"So how long have you guys known each other?" she asked, stabbing a piece of lettuce with her fork.
"Just over 3 months" Brittany replied.
"Really?" Lucy sounded surprised "I thought you'd known each other from like, birth or something."
What do you mean by that?" I asked, somewhat defensive.
"Nothing, you're just really close, that's all."
I felt the panic rise up in my throat. I wondered if she'd guessed. Was I really that transparent? I shoved down a mouthful of food to force the feeling of nausea away.
"Yeah, me and San are best friends. Have been since the day we met, haven't we?" Brittany said happily.
I nod, my mouth too full of food to reply.
"We love each other!" she continued.
I choked on what I was eating, exploding into a coughing fit. Lucy just smiled.
Her words sent my mind into a tailspin, thinking things like: "Did she mean that?", "What kind of love is she talking about?", "Oh my god, I just acted like a complete ASS", "Fuck!"
Somehow I managed to get through dinner without embarrassing myself further and at 6.30 we had another couple of hours training before turning in.
We were using the college's student accommodation and the rooms were double-occupancy. Britt had checked the list for us earlier and she'd come back with a disappointed expression on her face. "We're not together, San."
"What?" I replied, pushing past her to look at the room allocations myself.
She was right. But at least we were next door to each other so it wasn't too bad. She didn't seem too convinced though. She actually looked upset that we weren't roomies. I wasn't exactly happy myself but there was nothing I could do. Hopefully my roommate knew well enough to keep to herself.
If not, there was nothing stopping me from cutting a bitch.
I went to bed that night, knowing that Brittany was just a wall away. I still felt annoyed that we weren't in the same room. I'd only just started to drift off, facing the wall when I heard a small knock on the door.
My roomie had already fallen asleep so I dragged my sleepy ass out of bed and when I opened the door, I was met by the most beautiful girl in the world.
"Can I stay with you tonight?" Britt whispered.
"Sure" I replied, trying to control my heartbeat.
"It's the first time I've been out of state without my mom. It shouldn't bother me but it does."
"Don't worry, I can be your teddy bear."
"I'd like that" she said quietly.
Brittany curled up beside me in bed, letting me bury my face in the crook of her neck. I breathed in her scent as I fell asleep in her arms.
That night I dreamed of her, her hands caressing me, her fingers brushing across every inch of my skin. Her lips against mine, kissing me passionately. Her body pressed up against mine, her hand moving lower and lower. Touching me. Feeling her fingers enter me slowly...
I woke up to the sun streaming through the crappy curtains, my alarm tone announcing that it was 6.30 am. Britt was still holding onto me, her leg crossing my body. I wished more than anything to go back to my dream, but I gently shook Brittany and whispered that she should probably go and get ready.
She sneaked out of the room, but not before my roommate woke up. "Shit" I thought to myself "This is gonna take some explaining."