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The Cheerleader Transformation Part 3 Chapter 1 Britney had her mom come pick her up and ran to her bedroom as soon as she got home. Her mom was furious with her, and kept questioning why her little sister Lizzie was so upset. Britney had remained silent; fearing talking at all would make her burst into tears. She collapsed on her bed and began sobbing. Her best friend was gone, lost in the abyss of Lisa's madness. She couldn't believe what was happening. Krissy was really acting like that, she wasn't faking it. Lisa had given her a completely new personality, and on top of that, Lisa made Krissy into her little sister. Britney felt sick and helpless. She tried to cling onto the idea of somehow finding a way to get her and Krissy out of the nightmare they were in, but it seemed so much more difficult now. Britney knew that the other cheerleaders knew her well, and were close with her, especially Kristen. However she knew very little about those girls, and other girls were the last people she wanted to hang out with, especially now. She feared what behavior was ahead for Krissy. Britney shook her head as she replayed the bitchy lecture Krissy had given her, her sickness increasing the more she thought about it. The fact that Krissy was still able to remember everything. And now she's being forced to experience this teenage girl's personality. She is still her old self in her mind, but she won't be able to outwardly be her orginal self. If nothing else, Britney feared for Krissy's mind. She couldn't imagine the torture it would be to have that kind of internal battle. Britney sobbed and huffed. She felt like she was having a nervous breakdown. So many thoughts were racing through her mind. Everything from killing Lisa to suicide; the latter seeming like something much easier to accomplish. However she remembered Lisa mentioning that she wouldn't be able to go through with something like that. Britney began to ponder testing it out, just to see if Lisa was lying or not. However she stopped herself. "Like, damnit! If I did that, then Krissy really would be in misery! She'd have like, no chance at all!" Britney squeaked in a dry huff. She pounded the bed with her fists. She couldn't stand thinking about this anymore, she needed a distraction. She picked up her phone and called Bobby. "Hey like, can we please ignore what happened today? I'm not into you like that, but I really need an escape right now. Can I come over?" Britney asked in a squeaky voice, trying to make it sound like she wasn't upset. "Yeah sure, my parents are still at Jason's soccer game, but I don't think they'll care too much as long as Jessica is here, I'll see if she can come get you," Bobby said. "No need, I'll get my mom to bring me over there, what time is it?" Britney asked. "It's about seven, but you can probably stay a while, have you eaten dinner?" Bobby asked. Britney's stomach rumbled at the mention of food. "No," she replied quickly. "Cool, I'll fix some food, come on over and we can eat and play some games," Bobby said happily. Britney almost smiled. "Thanks Bobby, you're really sweet," Britney said. She smacked herself on the forehead realizing how he could've taken that. "No problem, I'm always here for you; see you in a few," Bobby said. Britney hung up the phone and moaned. "ARRGHH! That sounded like, so wrong! Whatever," she squeaked. She pulled off her clothes and rubbed scented lotion on her body to cover up any body odor from cheer practice. She caught a glimpse of her naked body in the mirror and almost threw the lotion bottle back at it. She sprinted to chest of drawers, grabbed some underwear, and then over to her closet to put on an outfit. The last thing she wanted was to feel girly at the moment. She pulled on a plain, non-lacy pair of white cotton panties, and matching bra. She sat on her bed and pulled on the baggiest pair of blue jeans she could find, which were still pretty tight. They were boot cut and wider from the ankle down. She regretted picking them right away but kept getting dressed. She pulled on a plain yellow shirt that looked like it was baggy, but after she got it on, realized it hung completely off of one shoulder, showing her bra strap. She shook her head and pulled it off. She ran back into her closet and grabbed a blue and white striped Abercrombie polo shirt. It fit tight and complemented her body. She hated it, but at least it wasn't a dress. She pulled on a pair of white ankle socks, and simple blue vans sneakers. She'd seen lots of other girls wearing them and knew they were very trendy, but the boot cut of her jeans covered them up pretty well so she didn't have to look at them. She grabbed a hair tie and brushed her hair back and re-did her high pony tail. She didn't bother redoing any makeup, but sprayed on a little perfume, feeling anxious that she might still smell sweaty. She grabbed her bag and headed downstairs quickly, pleased that she was able to will herself to dress in a much more modest and covered up outfit than usual. "You look cute! Going over to Bobby's?" her mom asked as she walked into the kitchen. Britney's heart sank. The last thing she was thinking was that she might look cute. She was hoping she looked drab and unkempt. Her little sister was eating a grilled cheese and salad, silently staring at her. "Lizzie, I'm sorry about that, it's hard to like, explain. Lisa is just like, a little out there sometimes and you're too young to uh, like - know about some things she does or says," Britney said quickly, looking to her mom for approval. "Okay, I understand now. Lizzie your big sister was just trying to take care of you, that's all! I'm sorry it was so upsetting, but you really are too young to be hanging around older girls, especially Lisa --- being that she's a senior and has a bit of a, um, reputation," Britney's mom said trying to cheer Lizzie up. Lizzie nodded and her long blonde ponytail bobbed up and down happily. "Thanks for like, letting me come. I'm sorry I got so upset," Lizzie said in a squeaky voice. Britney smiled a fake smile and nodded. "Can you take me to Bobby's?" Britney asked. Her mom agreed and she drove her with Lizzie in the back seat a few neighborhoods away to Bobby's house. Britney said she'd try to get a ride home from Jessica later, and closed the car door. She felt nervous as she walked up to Bobby's door. She started to pull her ponytail tighter, but stopped herself when she realized what she was doing. She was still very embarrassed after what had happened earlier in the day, but after being forced to watch her best friend's mind and body toyed with, the embarrassment felt a bit duller. "Hey! Wow you don't look like you just spent a few hours cheerleading! I'm impressed, I could use some tips for when I'm too lazy to shower after my lacrosse practices," Bobby said with a laugh. "You like, play Lacrosse?" Britney asked in a ditzy voice as they walked up the stairs towards the rec room. Bobby gave her a strange look. "Uh yeah, I have since sixth grade, I mean, we've gone to the same school since then, I didn't realize I was that invisible to you," Bobby said somewhat defensively. Britney's heart fluttered. She couldn't seem weird; she knew she had to cover quickly. "No like, I meant, I didn't know you still did. I mean the school year just started, people like, do different stuff sometimes,' Britney said quickly. Bobby nodded and smiled. "Yeah I mean, I'm playing football now too as you know, but Lacrosse is still my favorite!" Bobby said happily as they sat down on the rec room couch. Britney felt slightly happy inside, she had loved playing lacrosse before her life had changed. Bobby announced that dinner would be ready in thirty minutes; his mom had taught him how to thaw and cook chicken in the oven. Britney was impressed, she couldn't think of how to cook anything that wasn't microwavable. For the next little while they played video games and talked about Lacrosse. Britney was finally drifting away into a state of distraction, and felt relaxed. During dinner Bobby did most of the talking, seeming to be excited that Britney was so excited by, and knew so much about Lacrosse. Britney didn't care what Bobby talked about; anything that distracted her was good in her mind. Bobby took their plates and cleaned up the kitchen while Britney sat at the counter and attempted to talk about cheerleading. Bobby had said it was unfair he was talking so much about what he loved. Britney was very unhappy to find that she was actually beginning to know an awful lot about cheering, and could describe certain motions and dances in enough detail for Bobby to understand. It started to make her upset though as it made her think about Krissy, so she changed the subject to video games. They went back upstairs and Bobby had decided he'd help Britney become a better pool player. He put on a top 40 radio station in the background and racked up the balls. "Alright, let me show you how to break," Bobby said. "I know how to do it!" Britney said defensively as she quickly grabbed a stick, lined herself up, and shot the cue ball as hard as she could. The ball curved hard to the side and barely knocked into one ball, hardly breaking them up at all. Bobby chuckled and racked them up again. "Can I please show you just one thing, you're holding your hand wrong," Bobby said happily. Britney huffed and nodded. She just wanted to be distracted, even if it meant making herself seem like she didn't know what she was doing, although she was starting to question if she really did know what she was doing. She wasn't very good at pool before her changes, and now that she was considerably weaker, she was realizing that strength was the only real advantage she'd ever had. She lined herself up again and made a motion to shoot, but waited for Bobby. "Hold your left hand like this," he said as he showed her a bridge. She nodded and copied it. "Great, okay now you move the stick back too awkwardly, you need to be more fluid like this," Bobby said. Britney tried to copy him, but she wasn't getting it right. "May I?" Bobby asked as he looked at Britney. She wasn't sure what he was asking, but she nodded. Bobby smiled and stood behind Britney. She started to feel nervous and afraid he was going to touch her. She was right. Bobby leaned over behind her and put his left hand on hers, and his right on top of her right hand that was holding the rear of the stick. Britney's heart beat quickly and she began to sweat. She had butterflies in her stomach and felt very anxious. "It's really easy," Bobby said in a lower, relaxed voice. He drew the stick back and forth so Britney knew what it felt like to make a smooth motion. Then he quickly jutted the stick forward, smacked the cue ball, and it cracked into the others, sending them rolling all over the table. Two striped balls dunked into the pockets. "Cool!" Britney squeaked accidently. She closed her eyes tightly, wishing she hadn't done that. Bobby stepped away and let her take the next shot by herself, which she missed. They began to play against each other, with Bobby occasionally stopping Britney and giving her pointers. To her liking, he didn't come close or touch her again. She couldn't stand the way she felt when he was close to her. They finally worked down to just the eight ball and Britney was feeling very confident, thinking she might actually beat Bobby. "How about a wager?" Bobby suggested playfully, as pop music from a stereo thumped softly in the background. "Oh? Sure you're on, what's like, the bet?" Britney asked in a serious voice. Bobby stroked his chin as if in deep thought. He nodded slowly. "If I win, you have to go with me to Krissy's party after the game Friday," he said, holding his hand up as Britney huffed and tried to interrupt him with her objection. "As friends!" he quickly added. He smiled wide. "Fine," she said quickly and angrily, knowing she would beat him anyway. "I get it Britney --- as friends only, but you have to at least show up with me and chill a little while before you disappear with your cheerleader friends," Bobby said. Britney didn't like that one bit, and didn't want to go to any party at all, especially one that would involve cheerleaders and most likely Lisa. As much as she missed Krissy and had a bond with her, she didn't really want to be near her at the moment, her new personality seemed to not like her very much. "Fine, and if you lose?"Britney said confidently, only agreeing because it was her shot and it was an easy one. "Name your price," Bobby said happily. Britney tried to think of something that might help her get to Lisa without seeming weird. "Okay like, you have to help me find a cheerleader to replace whoever Lisa like, kicked off the varsity squad and like, you have to ask Jessica to do a favor for me and promise not to tell Lisa," Britney said quickly, happy that she had thought of two very useful things. "Wow, covert cheerleader business huh?" Bobby said inquisitively. He paused and then slowly started nodding his head. "Alright, you're on! I bet you won't get that in though!" he said in a booming competitive voice. Britney scrunched her eyes up and tried to focus. Bobby started flailing his arms side to side and moving around near the table. "AyahahhayhhHHH!" Bobby yelled trying to distract her. Britney almost broke her concentration to complain, but instead hit the ball hard, and the eight ball rocketed into the corner pocket. She had won. "Yes!" she squeaked as Bobby applauded. "Good job Britney! You've gotten better; I bet the guy that taught you how to do that is really talented!" Bobby boasted. Britney smacked him on the arm and he laughed. That's something she would have done before her life changed, but after doing it now, she realized it was a mistake and he would probably take it the wrong way. "Sorry, uh, let's play some video games," she said quickly, jogging over to the couch and sitting down. "So what's the first order of business? You need a junior or senior girl right?" Bobby asked. "What?" Britney asked. "For your cheerleading mission, I lost the bet, I'm a man of my word, and I'll help you find someone. I guess we're looking for a skinny athletic girl?" he suggested. Britney nodded, though she knew it didn't really matter, Lisa's chemicals had proven to be very strong, and seemed to work a lot quicker on the mental side of things than the machine had. "Alright, how about Kara Andrews? She used to be a flag girl but quit because she said it was too boring," Bobby offered. "What? How do you know this about some random girl?" Britney asked. Bobby laughed. "She's not random! She and Jessica used to be good friends when they were little. She's an awesome girl, really funny actually. She has pretty low self-esteem though, I think her saying flags were boring was just an excuse, so I'm not sure how well it will work, but she was the first girl to pop into my mind. You know who I'm talking about right?" Bobby said. Britney shook her head no. "I guess your friend clique has become pretty tight huh? Hard to notice anyone outside of it," Bobby said laughing. Britney didn't respond. "Well, I'll talk to her tomorrow, we have Latin together," Bobby said trying to keep the conversation going. "No, she has to be a junior or senior," Britney said in a distracted voice. "She is, she's a junior, there's a lot of juniors in language classes with sophomores, there's bound to be some in your Spanish class right?" Bobby said in a confused voice. Britney shrugged. "Like, how do you know I take Spanish?" Britney asked, focusing on the video game. Bobby laughed. "Hello, earth to Britney! You've said hi to me a million times followed by quickly announcing you were on your way to Spanish. We take the same hallway after third period, you feeling okay?" Bobby said in a slightly worried voice. "I'm fine like, I'm just upset and want to stay distracted," Britney said. Bobby raised his eyebrow. "Uh oh, trouble in cheerleader land, what's bugging ya?" Bobby asked nicely. "I don't like, want to talk about it okay?" Britney said in a slightly bitchy voice. "Whoa! Easy there tiger, sorry, sorry, is it about today? Look I'm sorry I didn't realize you and Krissy weren't friends anymore and she was just messing with me," Bobby said apologetically. Britney shrugged, she didn't want to have this conversation. "Eric told me this afternoon that you two haven't gotten along very well since you became a cheerleader, and being that you just started during practices this summer, and she's been doing it for years, she's been pretty hard on you, that's got to be rough, having a friend suddenly turn on you," Bobby said. "You have no idea," Britney said quietly. She started to feel like she was going to cry, but focused on the TV. "She'll come around, you're a great girl, and once her sister is gone next year, I'm sure things will be back to normal, that Lisa sure is a pain! I've seen Krissy try and copy her, she wants to be just like her, and it doesn't make sense. Krissy used to be such a sweet girl, or um, uh, sorry she's your friend, or used to be or, whatever, well - -- I um, I didn't mean that in a bad way, I'm sure Krissy is still a nice girl, I'm just a little pissed she took advantage of both of us today. That was pretty messed up," Bobby said. Britney didn't like hearing about how Krissy's changes had reformed reality. Imagining Krissy as someone she didn't know anymore made her want to scream. She felt so alone. Her face started burning and her heart was beating fast. She started to feel butterflies and was having a hard time fighting it. Her hormones were so crazy and out of control now it was as if the simplest disturbance could make her cry. "Can we not," she whispered quietly. "I'm sorry, we can change the subject," Bobby said quietly. He sat in silence a moment and Britney did a finishing move on his game character, ending the battle. While the screen was loading, Britney started thinking even more, and deeper. She was so upset and alone, she just wanted Krissy back. She started to huff lightly and wanted to excuse herself to the restroom but was afraid if she moved or said anything, she'd lose her fight and burst into tears. "It'll be alright, you're an awesome girl Britney, you deserve only the best friends," Bobby said quietly. He reached behind her and started gently rubbing her back. Britney began huffing even harder and started shaking. "She's just confused, she'll come around," Bobby said quietly as he rubbed on Britney's shoulders. "NO SHE WON'T!" Britney squealed. She finally burst into sobbing tears. "Oh no! Shhh! Britney shhh! It's okay! Come here," Bobby cooed. He pulled Britney over to him and wrapped his arms around her. She was completely lost in her grief and didn't care; she buried her face in Bobby's chest and cried harder. Bobby squeezed her and rocked her back and forth, rubbing her back with one of his hands gently. "It's not fair, it's so not fair," Britney cried slightly softer, as she huffed and sniffled. "Lisa's a bad seed Britney, Krissy was just dealt a bad hand having her as a sister, maybe if you just try being nice to Krissy no matter what, she'll come around and you two can be friends again," Bobby said quietly. Britney nodded and sniffled into Bobby's chest. "That might like, not be a bad idea I guess," Britney sniffled. She felt completely drained emotionally. Her whole life seemed to be one long stressful moment now. She had no idea how much longer she could take it, but she had no other option. She couldn't leave Krissy stranded. Britney pulled back and looked at Bobby's soaked grey t-shirt. "Sorry," she said quietly. It was so embarrassing for her to feel this way, and especially cry in front of a guy, let alone having that guy comfort her when she knew the way he felt. She couldn't handle the discomfort anymore. "Bobby look, you're like a great friend, and I like hanging out with you, but can you please, please, just let me be your friend? If you help me with this stuff for Lisa like, I'll help you find a nice pretty girl to go out with," Britney said. Bobby looked put out, but he nodded. "Alright, I guess, I'd rather have you around than not, so, I can be cool with that, just you know---it's not going to change the way I feel," Bobby said. Britney nodded, hating that she was acting like such a --- girl. Bobby raised his eyebrow. "What's wrong with me anyway? Not athletic enough? Tall enough? Why don't you like me like that?" Bobby asked. Britney squeezed her eyes shut. "Look I like, I don't like anybody right now okay? It's not you, you're very cool and I'm sure you're a great athlete; I'm just not looking to date somebody right now, honest! If you see me dating somebody you have my full permission to smack me upside the head!" Britney said defensively. Bobby laughed. "Britney I would never hit you, or any girl for that matter, that's messed up, why would you want someone to smack you?" Bobby laughed. Britney shrugged. "Honestly, I wish someone would just smack me until I come to my senses, so I can feel SOMETHING other than this----this---anxiety, this like, fear and guilt and shame---I feel so crazy," Britney said. Bobby looked at her with a strange face. "Wow, that like, kind of felt good to get out," she admitted truthfully. "Um, maybe you need to talk to someone, you know, maybe the guidance counselor or something? I didn't know you had it that bad. Is it your dad being out of town for so long?" Bobby said in a worried voice. Britney started to have an intense feeling. She couldn't figure out what it was and it was scaring her. It was building deep inside her stomach, and vibrating throughout her body, giving her butterflies, but also a rush of energy that pushed her forward. She tried to resist it, but some invisible force was pushing her! She felt like she was going to cry again, and out of panic and not knowing what else to do, she wrapped her arms around Bobby and pulled herself in closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her again and placed his head on top of hers. Britney felt relieved. She felt safe and protected. Bobby started playing with her hair gently, and she closed her eyes and let it relax her. She could hear his heart beating steadily. She hadn't felt this relaxed since her life had been so drastically changed. She let her guard down and laid still for a while. Bobby didn't say anything, and she was glad. She started to think about the way she used to be, which seemed like forever ago now. She thought that if she were in Bobby's position, she'd have gotten bored, or frustrated a long time ago and either told the girl to leave, or tried to forcefully hook up with her. She couldn't believe that she used to act so---barbaric. She decided then and there that when she got back to the way things used to be, she'd make some changes --- good changes. She'd treat people with more respect and empathy. For her to be laying in the arms of a guy that had strong feelings for her, after she had insisted they be friends, was crazy. There was also him being understanding and nice, not to mention actually trying to help her with her problems. It just seemed so---unreal. Bobby truly was a good guy. Britney suddenly jerked and opened her eyes. "Hey there sleepyhead," Bobby said quietly. His voice sounded strange with her ear pressed against his body. It was a very deep and hollow tone. "Oh like, sorry, whoa, did I like, fall asleep?" she asked in a confused voice. She looked down and saw Bobby was playing a video game with the volume turned down. He seemed to be struggling to hold the controller with her in the way. "Sorry I didn't mean to ruin your night," she said sadly as she started to get up. Bobby pulled her back down onto him. "Oh no you don't, get back here!" he said playfully. Britney laughed and laid her sleepy head back down on his chest. "What time is it?" she asked sleepily. "It's nine thirty, my mom gave me a strange look when she walked by a little while ago, but she smiled and nodded her head, it was weird. I guess it's because I left the door open," Bobby said with a chuckle. "Oh no, I hope you're not in trouble, I should go," Britney said quietly as she got up again. "Hey, um, if you can't find a girl to you know --- at least go to the party with me, will you at least consider it? Just as friends of course, but like --- maybe just show up with me? It would be really cool of you," Bobby said. Britney hated the idea, but she couldn't deny that she felt like she owed Bobby for being so nice to her. Just showing up together wasn't that bad. He knew where she stood with him, and he was a nice enough guy to not try anything stupid. "Okay, I'll go with you, I've got to worry about finding a cheerleader for Lisa anyway, then maybe we'll like, find some girl for you at the party," Britney said cheerfully, and honestly. Bobby smiled a wide grin. "Sweet! I mean --- um, cool, yeah --- um, let me see if Jessica can take you home," Bobby said as he stood up and walked out. Britney yawned and stretched. She couldn't believe she had just fallen asleep lying on a guy, but she didn't care. It didn't mean anything. They were like siblings as far as she was concerned. "Hey Britney!" Bobby's little brother Jason shouted as he ran into the room. "Hey Jason! How was your soccer game?" Britney asked happily. "Oh it was bad, we lost really badly," Jason said dully. "Oh, I'm sorry, well at least you know you can always win at video games!" Britney said happily. Jason smiled. "You wanna play? I don't have to be in bed for another hour!" he exclaimed. Britney shook her head sadly. "Aww, I'm sorry little buddy, I've got to go home --- next time though!" Britney said sadly. Jason hung his head. "Darn it! Mom wouldn't let me come in here while you two were cuddling together! I told her you wouldn't care! That's so unfair! Bobby got to play with you the whole time!" Jason complained. Britney cringed at the way that came out, but she knew Jason didn't mean it like that, or at least, she hoped he didn't. 12 wasn't exactly an innocent age, but at the same time --- Jason was kind of an innocent kid. "Next time cutie!"Britney said, regretting that had spilled out of her mouth. She hated it when she said girly things like that. Jason smiled. "Yay! Okay! Tomorrow?!" he asked. Britney shrugged. "I don't know! Maybe, we'll see," she said. Bobby came walking back into the room and Jessica was behind him in the hallway. "Hey girl! You ready?" Jessica asked. Britney nodded and stood up and got her things. "It's just going to be us two, we need some girl talk," Jessica said happily as she walked out of sight. Britney looked at Bobby and smiled. "Thank you, so much for just letting me like --- get that stuff out, even if it seems crazy or weird," Britney said in an honest voice. "No prob! Anytime beau---I mean, sorry I promise I'll stop that, um, no prob, Britney," he said shyly. Britney reached her arms out and gave him a big long hug. He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her tightly. She felt safe again and wished she could feel like that all the time, and not have to be in such a situation. She walked out through the hallway, down the steps, and out the front door. She walked over towards the driveway where Jessica's car was. Jessica was smoking a cigarette and texting. Britney wrinkled her nose at the smell. "Sorry, I know I need to quit it's so disgusting, but it helps me skip meals," Jessica said. She threw the cigarette out the window and they took off. On the way Jessica drilled Britney on what had happened during lunch that day, and kept asking why she was refusing to date her brother. "Look, I really like Bobby, but it's just as a friend. I know he's your brother and you're looking out for him! You said you didn't want his feelings hurt. If I did go out with him right now in the state I'm in, his feelings would definitely get hurt. I promise you I am just looking out for the both of us," Britney said, unsure of how she came to that conclusion. Jessica nodded her head in approval. "Yeah I got ya girlie, it's cool. Sorry I was drilling you so much like, I'm just nosy! I've been there though! After a guy dumped me and broke my heart my sophomore year, I didn't date for months! Ugh, it was so lonely though, but I was just such a mess I didn't want every guy in the school to think I was some weirdo crazy bitch!" Jessica said with a laugh. Britney giggled. Jessica seemed quite the opposite to that. Their whole family did actually. Britney nodded her head as she realized how lucky she was to have such a great group of siblings as her friends. She waved goodbye to Jessica and jogged into the house and up to her room. She took a shower and felt like she was finally getting used to cleaning herself while ignoring her body at the same time. She dried her hair and put on a clean set of white cotton panties and noticed a strong smell as she was throwing the ones she had on in the hamper. "What the---," she said as she brought them closer to her nose and looked at them. "Whoa that's strong!" she squeaked. She looked at the gusset of the panties and saw a dark wet spot. "Oh my gosh," she whispered quietly. She had leaked fluid into them! And it smelled---like---sex! She shook her head and threw them in the hamper. She pulled on a white cotton spaghetti strap tank, crawled into bed and turned out her light. "I've like, got to get out of this," she whispered to herself. Chapter 2 The next morning Britney was pleased that she was able to will herself to put together another modest outfit. She decided on a pair of skinny black jeans, the same blue casual sneakers from the night before, and a loose white top that slightly hung down off her shoulder. She felt like maybe she was starting to fight off the thoughts and urges she had been having. Maybe opening up to Bobby, as embarrassing as it was, had done her some real good. She felt a bit more like a real person, even though it was very much not the person she wanted to be. She at least felt less like an anxious robot, and more human. She felt that she could make her own decisions to an extent, though she knew they were still under Lisa's crazy guidelines. She arrived at school and quickly jogged to her locker. She was cutting it close once again, and questioned why her mom didn't wake her up earlier. She paid attention in her classes and had no problems with the work. Even though some of it she had learned a long time ago, other aspects seemed very new to her. She enjoyed having Kristen around at lunch, although she was getting the impression that Kristen and Krissy were still very close friends, and Kristen seemed to be a little more bitchy and cold when talking about some things. Britney still hadn't seen Krissy. While it made her slightly sad, she was mostly relieved. She didn't know how to handle the situation. During her next class she felt slightly distracted by thoughts of what to do about Krissy. She had seen Bobby briefly in the hall earlier before her Spanish class, and he told her that the girl he had for Lisa; Karla, was willing to try being a cheerleader. The deal was they weren't allowed to say anything about it until she was on the squad for sure. Britney had thanked him and given him a half hug. She started playing the hug back in her mind over and over again, wondering why she hadn't just given him a real hug. It seemed like an awkward thing to do at the time, but when she thought about it; Bobby was her friend and there was nothing wrong with hugging a good friend. "Britney! Hello?! The bell rang girl!" Kristen said loudly, pulling Britney out of her daze. "Oh, like, whoa," Britney said as she stood up quickly and grabbed her things. "Ha-ha, you're such a space cadet," Kristen laughed. Britney frowned and didn't like being called that, but didn't say anything. Her next class was great because they were watching a movie about peer pressure. Britney was able to zone out again and think about a plan to get to Lisa's chemicals. She thought that maybe she could trick Krissy into being friendly with her and invite herself over to their house, without Lisa suspecting anything. Then she could raid Lisa's room, as long as she wasn't home, grab the chemicals and then she could---. "Oh crap!" Britney squeaked loudly. Everyone watching the movie turned around and looked at her. She was covering her mouth in embarrassment and worded that she was sorry to everyone. She had realized that Krissy was the one that had the disk drive with the information about how to use the chemicals, and the software program. She had no idea where Krissy had been keeping it, and wondered if Krissy's new personality would know anything about it. She knew that they didn't have cheer practice on Wednesday's, so she decided that today would be the day she'd have to try something. She really didn't want to see Krissy, but she couldn't think of what else to do. And besides, though she dreaded Krissy's presence, she hoped that maybe seeing her would make Krissy feel a little better, even if Krissy couldn't express it. Britney walked to her locker after her last class, grabbed what she needed, and started searching for Krissy. She hadn't interacted with her much at school in the past, and had no idea where her locker was. She decided her best bet was a text message, assuming the new Krissy had the same number as she used to. Britney waited for a response to her "what's up?" text and walked around the courtyard with Kristen, listening to her blab on about how excited she was for the game on Friday. Britney couldn't care less and was very pleased that she was able to tune Kristen out. She felt like she was finally pulling ahead of Lisa's evil plan, even though the new Krissy was quite a blow. Britney's phone vibrated and beeped. Krissy responded that she was about to go shopping with Stephanie at the mall, and that they were waiting for Stephanie's mom to pick them up over by the football field. Britney grabbed Kristen by the arm and they jogged awkwardly with their heavy uneven book bags on, over past where the busses were loading, across the road, through the parking lot, and over to the football stadium. Britney was wondering why they didn't just get picked up in front of the school, but found her answer as she saw Stephanie staring through the fence at the football field with big doe eyes. "Hey girls! Aren't you so excited for Friday?! I'm so pumped like; everything is going to be so awesome!" Stephanie squeaked. Kristen screeched with Stephanie and the two girls stared longingly into the empty stadium. Britney however, had been standing completely still, with her mouth hanging wide open, staring at Krissy, who was smirking back at her with a sarcastic look. Britney couldn't believe what she was seeing. Standing in front of her was the now stick thin, 5 foot tall, long brunette haired Krissy. Her makeup was overdone, and her eye shadow made her eyes look huge, almost like an anime character. Her hair was curled slightly and her lips were bright pink and glossy. That's not the main thing that shocked Britney though. Krissy glared back at her with a huge grin as Britney looked her up and down. Krissy was wearing an extremely short black skirt, a tight pink spaghetti strap tank top that almost left her stomach exposed, lots of silver bracelets, hoop earrings, and pink open toed glittery high heels. She had a large pink bow in her hair and her silver eye shadow was full of glitter. She was also wearing a silver sparkly cross necklace like the one Britney had been purposefully leaving on her nightstand. Britney knew that Krissy was screaming on the inside. "What like, do you want loser?" Krissy asked in a bitchy voice. "I um, wanted to hang out," Britney said shyly, not wanting to upset Krissy. "Ha! What? You think like, you can just hang out with me to try to be cool? Yeah right! Look like, I may put up with you during practice and stuff, but that doesn't mean I'm going to like, be nice to you in real life," Krissy said with a sharp tone. Britney was suddenly not feeling up to this challenge. She didn't know how to handle the emotions she was feeling about Krissy now being Lisa's evil little sister. "That's what I thought, go away bitch," Krissy spat sharply. She turned around and started looking at the field with the other girls. Britney felt completely rejected, not even Kristen was saying anything to help her stand up to Krissy. Britney hung her head and started to walk away. "I miss you Krissy, I hope you like, can turn yourself around. I like, know how you feel," Britney said sadly as she walked off. Krissy ignored her and kept her back turned. Britney considered trying to go by Lisa's house on her own, but figured that their mom had been told not to let her in anymore. Britney let a few tears slowly roll down her cheeks as her heart filled with pain and sadness over the loss of her best friend. "Hey hot stuff," a sarcastic guy's voice said from beside a car. Britney spun around and saw Bobby making a silly face at her. "Hey," she said sadly, though she was somewhat happy to see him. "You still feeling down huh?" Bobby said. Britney nodded and wiped her tears. "I'm sorry; you wanna play some video games? Jessica is on her way to her car right now," Bobby said. He waved as he spotted Jessica and she smiled and waved and excited wave back at Britney. Britney waved a half wave and tried to smile. "What's wrong girly girl?" Jessica squeaked as she threw her bags in her trunk. She looked at Britney expectantly and tied her long blonde hair up with a scrunchie. Britney shrugged. Jessica looked over at Bobby who shrugged as well. The two siblings looked towards the field where Krissy, Stephanie, and Kristen were still staring longingly at the football field. They exchanged sad knowing glances to each other. "Well that doesn't help much! Come on, you're hanging with me today!" Jessica said happily. Britney didn't want to hang out with another girl, but figured she had no choice now. Britney stayed quiet in the back seat as Jessica complained about how demanding Lisa had been during their practices lately. Bobby tried calming her down and giving her advice and Britney began to understand why he had been so good helping out when she was feeling down. "Ya'll have fun!" Bobby said as he got out at his house. Britney climbed up to the front seat and put on her seatbelt. She waved back at him and smiled, she did feel happy to have their family in her life. "So what's eatin' ya girly?" Jessica asked Britney. "It's just like, Krissy. I can't explain it all, but it's like; she used to be so different, and now it's like I've totally lost her, and she's being so mean to me! It's already bad, and then bad even more on top of that," Britney squeaked in a frustrated voice. "You want me to try and talk to her?" Jessica suggested as they pulled onto the highway. Britney shook her head no. "That'd just like, make it worse! Then Lisa might start being mean to you!" Britney said. Jessica giggled. "Lisa may have being head cheerleader over me, but I'm not scared of her. She's very intense, but she's got her weaknesses," Jessica laughed. Britney perked up. "Like what?"Britney asked. "Oh gosh, I could list a million! But her main faults are that she gets so intense that she doesn't notice little details around her! Like, she could be yelling at someone and be so caught up she wouldn't even notice if there was someone behind her about to play a joke on her or something! She's lucky she's never had her purse stolen like that!" Jessica giggled. "Listen to this," Jessica said in a fit of giggles. "We were at the mall once and she was yelling at me and there were these two sketchy old guys behind her and I was trying to get her to move, and they were like, within reaching distance of her purse! She wouldn't like, hear it though! She just kept ranting about how I wouldn't buy an outfit she thought would look good on me! It was too slutty for my tastes, poor little Krissy obviously isn't disagreeing with her though, that's becoming pretty obvious! She's way too young to be dressing like that, heck; I'm too young to be dressing like that!" Jessica said. Britney was nodding her head, taking everything in. This was very useful. "What else is like, weak about her," Britney asked as they cruised down the highway at 80 mph. Jessica giggled and lit a cigarette, cracking her window slightly. "Let's see, well, she's easily distracted by a guy, that's for sure!" Jessica laughed. "I mean, who isn't, but that girl has some crazy hormones! She's not much for relationships, as everybody knows, but like, when she's into a guy it's all she'll think about! Sometimes I think the only reason she cheers is just to get guys' attention, and bragging rights. I question how much she actually enjoys it," Jessica said. "I'm pretty sure she enjoys it, at least more than just that part of it," Britney said dully. She thought about how Lisa liked to use cheerleading to torture people who didn't want to do it, while trying to convince herself she's helping them in some way. "Look, I know it sucks to lose Krissy, but there are plenty of other cool girls you can be friends with!" Jessica said happily as they exited off the highway. "I know, but even the other girls on the cheer squad have started like, not sticking up for me and following her blindly," Britney said thinking about what had just happened by the football field. Jessica shrugged. "Yeah, that happens, us girls get caught up in the whole social thing a little too easily don't we?" Jessica said laughing. Britney wasn't sure if she was trying to be helpful by saying that, but all it did was made her feel worse. "Where are we going?" Britney asked as they pulled onto a smaller two lane highway and sped up again. "You'll see," Jessica said happily. They drove for a while longer as Jessica talked about a guy she was trying to get to ask her out. Britney tried to participate in the conversation, but she felt like she often couldn't think of anything to say. "You've never really dated much have you?" Jessica asked. Britney closed her eyes and tried to think. Tiny fragments of her life that she had never thought of before popped into her mind, which scared her. "Yeah like, my parents are pretty sheltering, like, they try to keep me busy with church and now stuff like cheerleading to keep me away from boys. Although like, since my dad's been out of town like, my mom seems to almost be encouraging it, which is weird," Britney said. She was scared that that had all come out of her, but at the same time, she was somewhat impressed that she just said it without having to think very hard. She shuddered and started to feel a bit anxious that she was so far away from everything she knew when she had hoped to somehow sneak the chemicals from Lisa that evening. They were now out in the country and kept passing farms and big clusters of trees. There were lots of cows out grazing and a few times they passed fields where people were riding on horses. Finally Jessica slowed the car down and they pulled onto a long gravel road. "What is this?" Britney asked. Jessica smiled. "You'll see! Keep your panties on girl," Jessica giggled. Britney didn't like being told that. However, Jessica seemed to have good intentions so she couldn't hold a grudge. They pulled up onto another gravel road, and up around a few hilly bends. They passed a small pond and a deep creek bed. Britney was beginning to feel extremely anxious, wondering where in the heck they were going. She pulled out her phone and texted her mom that she was with Jessica and didn't know when she would be home. Finally they rounded a curve, crossed over a wooden bridge, and went up a steep hill. A large red barn style house popped into view. "Ta-da!" Jessica said loudly. Britney wasn't sure what she was supposed to say, but the large house was quite impressive. "This is my secret relaxing spot! I bring my friends here when we need to just chill out and get away from the craziness of high school!" Jessica said happily. She parked the car in the large gravel lot next to the house, and Britney noticed two other cars were there as well. They got out and Britney grabbed her bag. "Huh-uh! No phones allowed! Does your mom know you're with me?" Jessica asked. Britney nodded and put her bag back in the car. Jessica smiled. "Awesome! Trust me, it's gonna be worth it!" Jessica said. The sun was casting strong shadows of leaves on the ground as it blazed through the cloudless sky onto the tall trees surrounding the house. Britney could hear the creek in the distance, and the wind gently rustling the branches and leaves. The temperature was very comfortable, but warm. Britney was starting to wish she had shorts on. "You might get hot inside, it's only ceiling fans in there, no AC," Jessica said as they walked up the stairs onto the front stoop. Britney wiped the sweat off her forehead and stopped at the top as Jessica grabbed her shoulders and spun her around. "Whoa," Britney squeaked silently. "I know right?" Jessica said happily. As far as Britney could see were short green trees plants, tall trees, bushes, hills, flowers, and all kinds of birds flying around. She spotted another house very far away on top of a hill and she couldn't imagine how in the world someone could get to it. "It's very relaxing," Britney said quietly. The warm wind gently whipped her long blond hair, which was starting to make her neck feel hot. "I've got some extra clothes inside if you want, you're starting to sweat girl!" Jessica said happily as she pulled the screen door open, and pushed the heavy white oak door. "Hey grandma!" she announced as she walked in. "Shoes off," she directed. Britney pulled off her blue sneakers and Jessica kicked off her pink flip flops. "Jessica! My favorite granddaughter! Come give grandma a hug!" a short skinny old woman said as she came around the corner wearing white shorts, a tank top, and a red apron over them. The two hugged and Jessica introduced Britney. "Aww! You're such a cute little thing! If I didn't have any manners I'd pinch those cute little chipmunk cheeks of yours!" she said. "Now you just call me Margaret little missy, I don't like that formal last name stuff!" she added. Britney nodded and smiled. "Well come on in girls, what brings you out here in the middle of the week?" she asked. Jessica filled her grandma in on Britney's problems with Krissy and she nodded and said it sounded familiar to Jessica's problems she's apparently been having with Lisa. "Something's wrong with that Lisa, she's got bad energy I tell ya! It's a shame she's influencing her little sister like that! It's quite unfair if you ask me! It's as if she wants to suck everyone up into that black hole of hers! She's never going to find happiness until she stops making everyone else so miserable!" Jessica's grandmother said. Britney couldn't believe what she was hearing. That was completely right on target. This woman was very smart. "You know my offer still stands if you need a little extra help dear," Margaret said to Jessica. "Thanks Grammy, I hope it never comes to that, but it's good to have you in my corner! Hopefully this year will be the last I ever see of Lisa," Jessica said happily. "Yes but honey, you deserve that head cheerleader position! It would really be great for college applications! And you've worked so hard, much harder than that girl! Her family basically bought her that position you know Britney. Hmm! I don't like it at all, it's like the whole family has too much power! All that money, buying up privileges for their children! And where does that leave my poor grandchild huh? Out in the cold, left behind with all the hard work she put in for years!" Margaret said. "Um, Margaret, forgive me like, but how can you be so like, interested in teenage drama?" Britney asked, in disbelief that a woman of her age seemed to be just as wrapped up in it as they were. "Oh honey, I never grew up! I just experienced things and my body got older! I'm still a kid at heart! I tell you one thing though; I sure don't like people messing with my grandchildren, or their friends for that matter!" Margaret said defensively. Britney was started to sweat even more as she sat on the frilly white couch. "Dear why don't you put on some lighter clothes? You're sweating up a mess! I don't want any makeup spots on my dear great-great grandmother's couch!" she said with a smile. Britney nodded and Jessica jumped up and jogged up the long wooden stairs. Margaret smiled back at her. "Very powerful child," Margaret said quietly as she nodded her head. "I'm sorry?" Britney asked. "Your energy dear, I could feel it before you two were halfway up the gravel road coming here," she said nicely. "I um," Britney squeaked, unsure of what this woman was talking about. "You've been through a lot recently, that I know. So many emotions, and you have no idea how to even begin expressing them!" she hummed. "Err, I'm uh---, how do you um---," Britney stammered. "Oh my dear, energy is a very real thing; I'm very in touch with everything around me. It's taken me a long time to become so grounded and connected, and I can say this much for you, you might as well be a fire hose that's flopping around out of control! Honey what on earth has happened to you?" Margaret said in what was becoming a more alarming tone. "Here ya go!" Jessica said happily as she skipped down the stairs and threw some clothes to Britney. "Um, excuse me just a moment," Britney said not being able to wait to change into something cooler. "Restroom is right there honey, second door on the right, I'll fix us all some lemonade how about that?" Margaret said. Britney skipped quickly across the room and closed the restroom door behind her. "That's like, so crazy. She couldn't like, know could she?" Britney whispered to herself as she sat down and peed. She shook her head at how routine and used to using the toilet like that was. She wiped and pulled her white panties back up, then kicked off her jeans. "Oh man!" she quietly complained. She held up a pair of frayed small pink shorts. "Darn it, well, at least it's not a skirt," she said quietly as she pulled them on. She was a little relived that they were a bit looser than most of the clothes in her closet, but still hated having to wear pink. She pulled off her polo shirt and dabbed her chest and the back of her neck with a towel hanging on the wall. She started to have a very strange feeling about Jessica's grandma, and felt weirdness in the air of the house. It was almost creepy, yet strangely positive. There was something very off about that woman. Britney pulled on the white spaghetti strap tank top and noticed it had a built in bra in it. She pulled her bra off and stopped midway as she was pulling up the tank top. "Goodness!" she squeaked as she noticed how sweaty her breasts were. "I don't know how I've never experienced this before, man these things are drenched!" she said quietly as she toweled them off. She pulled the tank top all the way up and washed her hands. She opened the door and walked back into the living room where a glass of cool lemonade was waiting her. She sat down and took a few huge gulps and could feel the cool breeze from the ceiling fan blow across her smooth legs and arms. Jessica tossed her a pink scrunchie and she pulled her hair up high on her head into a messy ponytail. "Whoa girl! Slow down there, this is grandma's special lemonade! I hope you don't mind, I was gonna warn ya first!" Jessica giggled. "In my day we didn't need warning! It was pretty common," Margaret said with a laugh as she took Britney's balled up clothes from her and took them into another room. "Um, like, special?" Britney squeaked as she took another sip. "She puts vodka in it! It's okay, we're being supervised, you're not mad are you? It'll help you chill out some!" Jessica said happily. Britney felt a strange rush shoot through her. Now that she thought about it, she had been able to taste the alcohol, and it was very strong. "Wow," Britney said in a surprised voice. The other two giggled. "I'm not mad, it's like, really cool actually, thank you," Britney said as she smiled at Margaret. She hadn't had alcohol in what seemed like forever. She was sort of excited to be drinking it all of a sudden. She gulped down the rest of the glass quickly. "Whoa child! You keep that up and you may give old grandma here a run for her money in a few years! Let me get ya another one!" Margaret said with a laugh. She got up and refilled Britney's glass from a pitcher on the table. Jessica filled her grandma in on the boy she'd been crushing on, and how that was going. She told her about the new dance moves they'd been learning in cheer practices, and how Britney and Bobby had recently become good friends. "My grandson is a real gentleman that boy! It's no wonder though, growing up raised by my daughter, and this little angel here!" Margaret laughed in a sarcastic tone. "Grandma!" Jessica complained with a laugh. "Oh come on now, you know I love ya! But you and your mother sure do know how to stir up some drama and get yourselves all worked up over it! That boy knew how to calm a woman down before he could even spell woman!" Margaret laughed. "Well I'm sure grandpa would be very proud of him," Jessica said slightly sadly. "Yes he would indeed, and don't you think he's not watching down on you all! He's got eyes like a hawk he has, and just because we can't see him, doesn't mean he's not protecting us!" Margaret said as she looked lovingly up at the ceiling. Britney finished her second glass and began to feel dizzy. She wasn't used to drinking in her tiny body and was already feeling buzzed, and a strong urge to use the bathroom again. "Excuse me a moment," she said quietly as she skipped to the bathroom quickly. She finished her business and washed her hands. She paused a moment and stared back into her deep blue eyes. Her complexion seemed way too smooth and perfect for an alabaster skinned teenage girl. She guessed that she must eat pretty healthy to be so skinny and fit. She cocked her head slightly and peered into her reflection. For the first time since all her of changes, she felt somewhat grounded, and looking at herself in the mirror wasn't as gut wrenching as usual. If anything, due to how intense everything had been in her life lately, who she saw and the place she was standing seemed closer and realer than who she had been a few weeks prior. She shook her head violently to try to purge the thoughts and emotions stirring around in her mind. "That's me," she whispered, as she watched her lips move in sync with her high pitched girly voice. "I'm Britney Adams," she whispered quietly. She continued to stare at herself as she felt a slightly euphoric feeling. She couldn't believe how real everything suddenly seemed. She looked down at her small hands and moved them back and forth, as if testing to see if they would move on her command. She sighed and walked out and back into the living room. "Alright now girl, I want you to spill it all," Margaret said while looking at Britney as she sat back down on the couch and folded her legs beneath herself in a girly manner. She took a sip of her freshly filled glass. "What is it, inside of you? Something so intense I can hardly handle it myself! I need to know dear, if for no other reason, so I can get a grip on it!" Margaret said in a focused voice. "I know right? Grandma I know like, I don't know much about that stuff, but I feel it too! That's like, kind of why I brought her out here, I thought maybe like, you could help her, she seems like, so lost," Jessica said as she drank her lemonade. "Talk to us dear, tell us what's going on," Margaret said in a calm, soothing voice as she rocked back and forth in her white rocking chair. Britney began to feel very emotional. The air in the room seemed to intensify, but was relaxing at the same time. She felt increasingly euphoric and anxious. Thoughts were swirling in her head and her heart beat was increasing as well. She felt like she had butterflies in her stomach and like she was about to start crying. "I---I like, I can't say anything," she squeaked quietly. A tear trickled down from her eye and she wiped her cheek instantly. Margaret had a concerned look on her face. "This is a safe place dear, you can talk about anything you'd like," she offered. Britney shook her head and a few more tears came out. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't force the words out. It was like there was an invisible wall around certain thoughts that they couldn't cross through. She shook her head again. "My thoughts like, I can't get them out of my head!" she exclaimed in a desperate whimper. "I thought so, I thought I sensed some kind of hold on you," Margaret said matter of factly. "What? I don't like, I don't understand," Britney said helplessly. "Grandma's a healer Britney, it's a real thing. It's threaded deep in our family history," Jessica said quietly. "A what? What like a witch doctor or something? That stuff isn't real," Britney challenged. Margaret laughed. "I sense someone else. Another girl. She's bound to you somehow. You did something to her and now you can't fix it, and you're scared, terrified even," Margaret said plainly. "What?! How like, how do you know this stuff? What's going on? Did Lisa put you up to this! Oh my gosh she's here isn't she?! Oh no! Help!"Britney screamed as she quickly stood up and made for the door. "Sit down now!" Margaret demanded in a loud but yet still calm voice. "Britney Lisa's not here, what like, does she have to do with anything? I'd never bring her here, she'd bring all her negative energy," Jessica said as she stood up. Britney was frozen in place halfway to the door, unsure of what to do. "Where are you going to go child? Sit back down, I'm here to help you, not to hurt you," Margaret said. Jessica finally reached Britney and wrapped her arms around her, hugging her tightly. "It's okay Britney, everything is gonna be okay," Jessica whispered calmly as she rubbed Britney's back. Britney burst into tears and cried into Jessica's chest. "Shhh, it's okay sweetie, I'm here with you," Jessica whispered. She led Britney back over to the couch and sat down next to her, grabbing a few tissues off the table and wiping Britney's face. Britney felt overwhelmed with emotion but now she felt a little safer and protected. "Thank you," Britney whispered quietly. She sniffed and wiped her nose. "Tell us," Margaret said in a calm low voice. Jessica reached over and held Britney's hand. Britney started shaking her head again. "I told you like, I can't, like, it's impossible. The words won't come out," Britney said quietly. "Is it Krissy? Is that who Grandma thinks the other girl is?" Jessica asked. Britney tried to nod her head but couldn't. "I think it is grandma, it's Lisa's little sister that she used to be friends with. She's been acting really mean lately," Jessica said. Margaret nodded her head slowly. "I don't understand though like, what does Lisa have to do with you though?" Jessica asked. Britney couldn't respond. "As soon as you started talking about the things that girl does Jessica, I knew she was something different, from somewhere different even. I don't know her but I have a feeling she's not at all who she seems to be," Margaret said. "How can you like, help me?" Britney asked. "I don't know dear, without you being able to tell me about things, there's very little I can do," Margaret said. Britney nodded. "Let me try something," she said as she stood up and walked over to Britney. She kneeled on the ground and reached her hand out, placing it gently on top of Britney's heart. She sat there a few moments nodding her head slowly. "Oh my word child!"Margaret suddenly exclaimed as she quickly pulled her hand away and sat back down in her rocking chair, rocking back and forth intensely. "What?! Like, can you feel something?" Britney asked desperately. Margaret rocked in silence, deep in thought, shaking her head in a disapproving way. "My goodness, I've never," Margaret said to herself softly. Britney began to feel panicked, and scared. "Grandma, you're scaring her!" Jessica said as she squeezed Britney's hand tightly. "This is, this is --- very unpleasant, I don't think I can even begin to understand," Margaret said quietly. "Grandma!" Jessica complained. "Sorry dear, I'm just overwhelmed here! Never in my life have I experienced something quite this intense," she said flatly. Britney began to cry again. "I'm just a little shocked, I'm going to try and help you the best I can, I just wish you could tell me more," Margaret said as Jessica hugged Britney again and wiped her tears. "I knew there was something about you Britney," Jessica said quickly. "It was just like, a few days ago that I noticed too! I've seen you for years but never once spoken to you. But that night when I called you into my room to talk to you about Bobby, halfway through our conversation I began feeling very strange andyou know what? The first thing that popped in my head was Lisa!" Jessica said. She looked over to her grandmother and she nodded in approval. "Who is she? What did she do to you? And, Krissy too? Please Britney, try to tell us! We can help you!" Jessica pleaded. Britney wiped her tears, but all she could do was shake her head. Britney stayed silent. Eventually the conversation broke and Jessica started talking again. Britney sat quietly on the couch and faded in and out of the conversations. She wished so deeply, that she could say something, anything! Now that Krissy was gone she had no one she could talk to about things, and that just seemed to make everything even more intense. Her moment in the bathroom mirror kept popping into her head, and she wondered how long it would be until she thought that the life she was in now was the one she had always been in. She felt like she was already mourning the loss of her own life, and Krissy's. But she held on to the tiny thread that maybe somehow, someway, she could still get out. Meeting Jessica's grandmother seemed to be a huge step in that direction, but at the same time, it didn't seem like she'd be much help without information. Britney still had a hard time believing that this woman could "feel energy," and it seemed so ridiculous to her. Though she questioned why it seemed so hard to believe after all the things she had witnessed, and had done to her. It got dark outside and they got ready to leave. Britney thanked Margaret for her hospitality and for trying to help. She promised to come visit her often, and that she'd let her know anything she felt she was able to tell her. They took off down the dark road and sped back to the city. Britney's phone buzzed and it was a text message from Lisa. "Where's my cheerleader you promised?" it read. Britney gulped deeply and texted Bobby to ask what the status of Karla was. He texted back she was ready anytime and Britney texted Lisa her name and number. "No, you bring her to me, now," Lisa texted back. Britney shrugged loudly and Jessica asked what was wrong. Britney shook her head. "Do you know Karla Simmons?" Britney asked. "Yeah, she used to do flags with my friend Julie, but she quit this year for some rea