Talk to Britney

Slowly, reluctantly, Lauren approached Britney and her friends. She didn't want to, but what could she do? She needed clothes, and this was the only hope she had to get them. She had to clutch at it, desperately, despite what a miserable hope it was. So, with only a stuffed speedo on, she approached her rival.

Britney and her gaggle of gorgeous, former cheerleading squad friends were all chatting and giggling, but the sight of Lauren's approached made the conversation fade. They all looked at Lauren with raised eyebrows and smirks.

"Yes? Do you need something kid?" Britney asked condescendingly.

"Uh... I just wanted to talk to you." Lauren said dumbly. After all, that was what Patty had told her to do.

"Oh, I get it!" One of Britney's friend's said loudly. "He's trying to hit on you!"

The girl's all burst out laughing as Lauren turned neon.

"He is! How adorable!"

"What a loser!"

"Kind of bold for such a little dork!" They all laughed and jeered as Lauren cringed and fidgeted before them...