"Did you say that we're friends?" Zelda asked.
"Well, yeah. Since middle school."
Zelda didn't know how to respond to that. Had Sarah lost her mind? How could she think that a Goth (specifically, a cybergoth) like Zelda could ever be friends with a stuck-up spoiled self-absorbed bitch like her? She took a quick glance down at her outfit, to emphasize, at least to herself, that she didn't even look like someone that Sarah would be friends with. But when she looked down, she got a shock. Her outfit was different. She didn't know how or why, but she was wearing a high school cheerleading uniform.
Well, of course I'm wearing a cheerleading uniform, a voice suddenly said in her mind. I'm a cheerleader. Where did that thought come from? Why would Zelda think that? She hated the cheerleaders. All of her friends did.
She pushed the voice aside and focused on Sarah. She looked...concerned, and a bit wounded. Which was the opposite of what Zelda would expect of her. But how could they have been friends in middle school? Sarah was two years ahead of her in school...
She mentally redid the math. *I was born in...and its...So I'm seventeen. She laughed to herself. How could she have miscalculated her own age?
"Zelda...are you all right?" Sarah asked. "I mean...I thought you'd want to know about practice...I'm sorry...if you want to be left alone..."
*There she goes again, the voice in Zelda's head said again. Always apologizing for everything._
Zelda didn't believe what the voice was telling her...and it was her voice speaking in her mind...Sarah didn't apologize to anyone, but there was Sarah, looking at her, almost timidly. It wasn't a position she ever expected to see the Head Cheerleader in.
Sarah watched her, wondering what was bothering her. Zelda could lash out at her sometimes, but she knew the other girl didn't mean it. It wasn't easy being the most popular girl in the school, she imagined. She paused as she said that. Something sounded wrong about that thought...but she wasn't sure what. Everything was exactly the way it had always been, wasn't it?
