Many days passed. Weeks even. Nadine and Jocelyn were both upset over what had happened, and relieved, because if they were going to cry, then they would get to cry together.
With the huge mess that Luke Stone had created in mid-summer, it was easy to forget how precious summer was. And for Jocelyn Summers and Nadine Hart, summer would end soon and school would start back up again.
The girls had gone to the mall for back to school shopping, and they were in a dressing room when they heard a girl in the dressing room neighboring theirs talking on her phone and mentioning Nadine’s name.
Due to the fact that Jocelyn and Nadine had known each other since they were in pre-school, there was no awkwardness in sharing a dressing room. Jocelyn was slipping her shirt back on, and Nadine was looking at her reflection in the mirror.
Two minutes prior, they had been discussing how Nadine’s shirt looked on her.
“Does this make me look fat?” asked Nadine.
Jocelyn looked up from her cell phone, “You know what I’m going to say”.
Nadine smiled and mimicked Jocelyn, “You aren’t fat! You’re skinny!”
Jocelyn thought about ignoring her, but instead, decided to back up the fact that Nadine was skinny, “Nad, you’re only like a hundred pounds. You are skinny. And don’t you dare tell yourself that you aren’t.”
“But I’m short. So that hundred pounds doesn’t even mean anything,” whined Nadine.
Now Jocelyn was ignoring her. This was at the point where a girl walked into the dressing room next to theirs while gabbing on her cell phone for the everyone to hear. Obviously, she didn’t know that Nadine and Jocelyn were here... because well... as teenagers say, she was talking “shit” about them.
“I know right! I mean who dates a pothead?!” exclaims the girl, “Well that was only once. I didn’t even like it,” she said in response to the person on the other line.
Jocelyn was a nosy person, and naturally just listened to everyone’s conversations. Even if she didn’t know them... and at this point, Jocelyn didn’t yet know that the girl in the dressing room next to hers’ was talking about none other than her best friend.
The girl went on, “But you know what bothers me even more? He dated her! I mean, how did she even get with him? Luke is so much better than her. Way out of her league,” the girl laughed at what the person on the other end had said to her in reply.
Now Jocelyn had figured out who it was next to them. It was Andrea Smith.
Andrea Smith was that mean girl. Like the one that you see in the movies. Except in the movies, the mean girl always loses in the end. Either she gets punch spilled on her dress at prom, loses the guy, or gets caught by a teacher. But Andrea just didn’t get caught. It just wasn’t in her nature. She got away with everything, and teachers loved her. They just loved her...
As you probably know from earlier on, when Jocelyn gets angry, she speaks her mind. Jocelyn’s opinions don’t go unnoticed. For an example when she cracked in the middle of her science class and then stormed out of the classroom. Jocelyn was not afraid of a dramatic outburst.
Nadine, however, was completely unaware of what was going on and what was about to happen, because she was too busy looking at her stomach, which was perfect... she just didn’t know it.
Nadine whispered to Jocelyn, “God, that chick is annoying,” and Jocelyn nodded in return... there was no point in explaining. Nadine would see everything in a matter of minutes.
Jocelyn didn’t want to freak out on Andrea. It wasn’t that she was shy or anything... in fact, Jocelyn didn’t really care what people thought of her as long as whatever they were saying was true. But she did care about what was said of Nadine. And even if it was true, Jocelyn still freaked out just as much each and every time.
So Jocelyn told herself that as long as she didn’t hear Andrea say anything else, she would remain quiet. Jocelyn sipped her punch flavored Slurpee to try and calm her down. It was working.
“Nad, are you ready to go?” Jocelyn whispered.
“Yeah, just give me a second,” Nadine replied.
Jocelyn just wanted to get away from there, so told Nadine that she would meet her outside. But as Jocelyn was walking out of the dressing room, she heard Andrea say one last thing, “I know! She’s such a freak. She’s probably the reason why her parents got divorced,” then Andrea laughed at what the person on the other line said, and said, “Yeah! I’ve always thought that Jocelyn’s dad was hot. Maybe she’s adopted or something... I mean she definitely didn’t get any of his genes!”
Jocelyn told herself to just continue walking out. But her body took control of her, and she stormed back into the dressing room. It was the kind where the doors didn’t lock, and you could just open them by pushing.
Jocelyn pushed on the door just as Nadine was exiting the room that they had been in.
“Joss, wrong door,” Nadine said completely unaware of what was going on.
The door opened, and Jocelyn threw the first thing that she could think of at Andrea.
Andrea Smith was now wearing a beautiful white dress with a huge red stain in the crotch area. Jocelyn Summers had thrown her punch flavored Slurpee at her.
Andrea hung up the phone, and didn’t say anything, because she was still processing what had just happened.
Andrea was about to say something when Jocelyn cut her off and said, “Ooh, I think the store policy says ‘You stain it, you buy it’. And yes, that does apply to the new Marc Jacobs dress.”
Nadine smiled, and Jocelyn went on, “I actually like the cut on you. The big hole in the back is really flattering. Too bad your other hole kind of messed it up...”
Andrea had never been beaten before. Never. And it was such a surprise that the two people that she thought she had such ultimate power over were the ones who had embarrassed her the most.
“Nad, stop looking at your phone, you’re ruining the moment,” Jocelyn nudged.
Nadine smiled from Andrea to Jocelyn before saying, “Actually, I’m savoring the moment. Forever,” and a flash went off from Nadine’s cell phone. She had taken a picture of Andrea Smith.
Andrea pulled herself together and tried to sound smart by saying, “You do know that you are going to have to pay for this, right?”
Jocelyn smiled, “Oh sweetie, I’m definitely not paying for this. You are. There’s no way that you can prove what I did... I mean seriously. We’re in a dressing room. No cameras here. I guess this time you just lost... and frankly, you lost pretty bad,” she paused for a moment and then spoke in a sweet voice, “I think it’s time to go now, Nad.”
“Just a moment Joss,” and Nadine turned to Andrea before leaving, “Here, I feel bad about what happened. Take this,” Nadine left a tampon on the little bench of the dressing room and led Jocelyn out of the store.
They were still walking through the mall when Nadine tapped Jocelyn on the shoulder.
“Yeah?” Jocelyn responded.
Nadine looked embarrassed, “Well... it’s just. Um, why exactly did we do that?”
“Oh god, I love you Nad.”
Just a girl...