Revenge of the Cheerleaders by Janette Rallison

Author:Janette Rallison
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloomsbury Publishing Plc
Published: 2009-09-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

On Monday Samantha, Molly, Polly, and I spent all of history class working on our report. It was nearly done. This was not my fault. I'm not one of those people who plan to leave things to the last minute, it just happens naturally. The last minute works for me.

But Molly and Polly would have none of it. They wanted to get the project done right away so we wouldn't have to worry about it later. I tried to point out that it was just as easy not to worry about it now and then worry about it quickly later. In fact, it was probably more worry-effective because really, how much can you worry about something at the last minute?

Polly said, "Look, we know you're busy with your cheerleading and practicing for those auditions and all. We can take care of typing the report and doing the bibliography if you don't have time for it."

Which was touching considering they'd started out the project insisting that they weren't going to let me cheat off of them. Still, I didn't want to make them do most of the work, because I hadn't been nice to them so I could slack off. I'd been nice to them so that Mr. Metzerol would give me voice lessons.

Which sounded just as bad, but it wasn't. I mean, I liked Molly and Polly. That had to count for something.

So then I had to tell them, that no, I didn't want them doing my work for me, which meant I had to try and plow through it quickly so I didn't let everyone else down.

Although really, Samantha was having a hard time concentrating on her part: Space travel, the early years, because she was mad at Logan.

When she'd met Aubrie, Rachel, and me at our usual chat spot that morning, she crossed her arms and shook her head. "It happened again."

"What happened again?" Aubrie asked, already sympathetic.

"Logan drove me to school this morning, and I used Rachel's method and asked him questions about his interests." She held up one hand to emphasize her point. "He talked about himself all the way to school."

We stared at her waiting for more information, which didn't come. "Well, wasn't that the point?" Aubrie asked.

"I've been doing it for three days. It's been three days that I've said nothing about myself, and he hasn't even noticed. Or cared. I could be a computer program that repeats, 'What do you think about that, Logan?' and he'd be just as happy with me. Apparently my contribution to our conversations has always just been to take up dead space until he could talk about himself again."

Rachel shook her head. "I told you it gets boring if you do it non-stop. Remember, that's what kissing is for."

Samantha tossed her hair from her shoulder. "I don't want to kiss someone who doesn't care what I think about anything."

Aubrie looked at each one of us in turn, her expression growing stern. "See, I told you that whole-just-make-him-talk-about-himself thing was a bad idea, but no, you wouldn't listen.

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