AN: The next daily silly story is up on my story profile. It's called The Attraction Equation. What do you get when you mix up a messy artist with an anal accountant? A hot mess.

Enjoy.

Chapter 92

"This is evil, Bella!" Teeny Tiny Dictator complained.

I put down my binoculars where I was watching the cheerleading squad. It was almost time for the best revenge ever and she was ruining it. Dictator was always complaining lately. I gather having to stay another year at this mind draining institution would do that to me as well. Sure the tater tots were top notch, but there was the fact that gym was mandatory. That was an unholy punishment.

Oh...there was the issue of Cheech heading to Texas. Dictator was miserable over the fact. Texas A&M had no issue excepting that stoner. It made me curious if their Admissions Department had lowered their standards or if Cheech was secretly a genius. Survey says...they want the Whitlock money.

It was the last baseball game of the season. All I wanted was my final revenge over Tanya. I guess I should add to see my kid win or whatever.

"Listen up, Teeny Tiny! If embarrassing Denali is wrong, I never want to be right." I put my binoculars back to my eyes.

Next to me, Kate groaned, "I'm taking Garrett under the bleachers."

"Taking him where?" I asked, barely listening to her whining.

"To mother fucking heaven, girl!" I almost dropped my binoculars. "Look at his ass in those pants!"

I looked at her in awe. "Whoa Nelly, Mary Jane! Do I need to take the hose to you?" I inquired.

Dignity. I, Bella Swan, am the picture of it.

"You and my brother keep going at it like bunnies in the janitor's closet, Bella." Dictator was a cranky, little beast. "You aren't one to talk."

"I'm sorry that your boy will be sporting chaps and a cowboy hat soon, but Dictator you need to enjoy your time with him. That's all the advice mumbo jumbo I've got for you. I'll send you my bill."

Where was that Larry?

"He's going to break up with me!" She cried.

I shoved a tissue in her face. "There, there."

Kate was staring at Teeth on the field. "Jasper might not. My buddy is the loyal type."

I rolled my eyes. "Let's be somewhat realistic. This is a high school relationship! Most people don't get hitched right out of high school!"

"I did," Trailer came up chomped her gum. "Alice, Bella is our rational and negative friend. We don't listen to Bella. We smile and hope our positivity rubs off on her. You and Jasper will be just fine!"

Hey.

"Says the teenage mother," I pointed out.

Trailer grinned and patted her belly. "At least I'm not an unwed teenage mother."

Good point.

That's when it happened. My dupe...I mean pal Larry headed onto the baseball field wearing a sequined dress that looked like right out of a drag queen convention. The blond, curly wig was a nice added touch. The game was going on, but he didn't care in the least.

"Take video with your phone now!" I shook Kate's arm.

He stood in the middle of the field and yelled into a microphone. He pointed to Tanya and said, "This is for you, baby!"

He started singing, Chaka Khan's I'm Every Woman.

Larry was a surprisingly good singer.

Everyone stared in shock. I bet it was because they finally realized that their was an African American at the school.

He finished his song with a curtsy.

The crowd cheered loudly for the troubadour.

Tanya stomped over to him. I could hear her say into the microphone, "You did this for me?"

"I'd do anything for you!" He gently touched her hand.

She launched herself on him and kissed him.

What? That wasn't supposed to happen.
Larry pulled away and said, "Thanks, Bella!"

Tanya grabbed the microphone and added, "He's a much better kisser than you are, Bella."

Rage. Indescribable rage.

I left the bleachers in a huff and my kid ran to catch up.

"Bella, sweetheart, wait!"

"Go back to your game, kid."

Retribution. I must get retribution.

"You're more important than a stupid baseball game." He spun me around and cupped my chin. "I'm sorry you didn't get to embarrass Tanya."

"Well...you win some, you lose some." He was too cute. It was slightly nauseating. "If you don't get back to the game your team is going to lose."

"I already won you, so that's all that matters." He hugged me tight. "Do you want to get frisky?"

He wiggled his eyebrows. Ugh! The cuteness!

"I guess one last jaunt in the janitor's closet is in order." I gave him a little smile.

He rubbed his nose on mine. "That's my girl."

That I am.