The rehearsal was a mixture of punishment and practice. Punishment, because Eava was so mad at us that she intentionally let us practice till 10PM, and yes, it wasn't just a normal rehearsal. It was such an intense practice.
"Are you alright?" I asked Jameeka and Aubrey and Jameeka after the practice.
"We should be the one asking you that," Jameeka answered. "With Chelsea's look, I swear she's ready to commit a murder."
"Yes bitch, and you know what, don't think about us. We can handle ourselves." Aubrey agreed.
Their words had melt my heart. They are actually one of the reasons why I stopped from fighting back. I don't want them to be involved anymore because they are the only friends I have after the issue had arise. But still, no matter how hard I try, bad aura is chasing me. Fuck it.
"I already apologized to Eava for ruining her mood," I said, and the girls turned their head to look at her from distance.
