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The past summer was somehow both the shortest summer of Waverly’s life, and the longest. Due to the essentially unresolved issues between her and Nicole, she spent most of her time alone with nothing but her numerous thoughts to keep her company. Sure Chrissy was around periodically and doing her best to make the summer an enjoyable one, but there was always that lingering emptiness in the pit of Waverly’s stomach reminding her that something, or someone, was missing from it.
Deep down she knew she couldn’t really blame anyone but herself for her current predicament. But there was also another part of her that felt like there wasn’t any blame to be placed when it came to her and Nicole’s relationship. If I am still trying to figure me out, then how is it completely all my fault? On the other hand, it’s not fair to lead Nicole on if this isn’t something I want. How do I know if this is what I want? Why is this so difficult for me to figure out?
Wanting to escape her thoughts for a while and with no plans for her Saturday afternoon, Waverly grabs her copy of The Perks of Being a Wallflower and crawls into her nook by her bedroom window. After only about a peaceful thirty minutes of reading, the brunette is jostled from her fictional escape when she hears the sound of a lawnmower starting up. There is no way the universe is that ridiculous.
Waverly focuses her attention out the window and across the street to catch a glimpse of red as the person disappears from view behind the Haught house. I swear I will never read anything of significance as long as there is a lawn to be mowed at that residence! Waverly shakes her head and laughs to herself as she attempts to bury her nose back in her book. A couple of sentences in, her reading is interrupted again as a light bulb goes off and Waverly sets her book down and heads towards the kitchen.
If you would have asked Nicole how she thought her first full summer in Purgatory would go, this would not have been what she envisioned. Honestly, if you would have told her this is how her entire freshman year would have gone, she wouldn’t have believed a word you said. She never anticipated meeting a spitfire brunette on the very first day that would turn her whole world upside down. And she sure would have bet money that she would have secured a prominent place in that girl’s life by now if she did.
But as Nicole sits on the edge of her bed contemplating the events that have taken place in the past year, she wishes she would feel more hopeful about where things were heading. The biggest issue at the moment is that she has no idea what is going through Waverly’s head about everything. She has me all sorts of confused. She gets so close to actually admitting to having feelings for me but then runs away from them as fast as she can. I want...no need...someone who isn’t afraid to choose me.
Wanting to get out of her head, Nicole turns on the local football game that is just about to start and makes herself comfortable by sprawling out on her bed. As she is settling in, she hears the back door close, but thinks nothing of it as she focuses back on the TV. Some time passes, and the game is just about done with the first quarter as she hears the lawnmower start up in the backyard. What the hell is that woman doing? She never said she wanted that done today.
Nicole reluctantly rolls herself out of bed and makes her way downstairs to the back door. Opening the door just enough, the redhead sticks her head out in an attempt to locate her mother.
“Mom! Where you at?”
A few moments pass by with no response so Nicole yells a little louder, “Ma!”
From the left side of the house Katherine Haught emerges, headphones on, dancing and mowing erratically as she continues to the backyard. Upon seeing this sight, Nicole can’t help but snort as she steps out of the house and moves up behind her mother.
Putting her hands on her shoulder blades and giving her a light push, the younger Haught manages to almost give her mom a heart attack as she turns off the mower and whips around quickly.
“Oh my goodness!” Katherine hastily pushes her headphones down around her neck and turns towards her daughter. “Nicole...was that really necessary?!”
Completely ignoring her question, Nicole gives her mother a disapproving look, “What are you doing out here? You know I offered to always mow the lawn for you; it’s the least I can do.”
“And I just wanted to let you relax today. You have been working hard all summer at the pool and I figured you could use a day to watch your sports and do nothing.”
“While I appreciate that, I should still be the one out here right now, not you.”
As Katherine looks at the stubborn teenager in front of her, arms crossed and not backing down, she can’t help but laugh as she is reminded of someone else she used to know.
“Why are you laughing at me?”
The elder Haught’s face softens as she looks at her daughter, “Because you definitely got your stubbornness from your father. You looked so much like him just now it was uncanny.”
Nicole gives a small smile as she uncrosses her arms, looks down, and shyly puts her hands in her pockets. Looking back up at her mother, she accepts defeat, “I’m not getting my way with this one am I?”
“Fraid not Coley. Now go back inside and relax for one day. School will be starting again soon and you deserve some time for just you.”
The younger redhead lets out an exaggerated sigh, “Fine, I guess I will go back inside.” Nicole turns to head back in the house, “But if you think I got all my stubbornness from my father, then you are sorely mistaken Mother!”
As Katherine watches her only child walk back into the house, she can’t help but laugh to herself. Oh trust me Nicole, your father and I knew exactly what people who interacted with you would get. No one stands a chance against you getting what you want with the genes you have.
Katherine starts the lawn mower back up, puts her headphones back on, and continues mowing the backyard. She doesn’t get very far when she is once again startled by someone unexpectedly.
As Waverly makes her way to the kitchen, she heads straight towards the pantry to see what she is working with. Rifling through the shelves to find the necessary ingredients, she is pleasantly surprised to find everything she needs to accomplish her goal. Waverly gathers the supplies in her arms and takes them over to the counter near the oven.
As the brunette is mixing together the ingredients to make sugar cookies, she prays this gesture will end up having the effect she intended on Nicole. I really hope these cookies will soften her up a little bit. I know I haven’t been completely fair to her but I’m trying. I don’t like that she is so frustrated with me. It’s a pretty awful feeling if I’m completely honest.
Waverly sets the dough on the cookie sheet, then slides the sheet into the oven once it has preheated. While the cookies are baking, she makes a quick pitcher of lemonade to go with them and sits down at the kitchen table awaiting the product of her work. A nervousness starts to wash over her as the minutes pass by, as Waverly realizes this is the longest she has gone without really seeing Nicole since they first met outside the principal’s office.
Oh gosh...what if she doesn’t want to see me? What if she is still mad at me? What if I am taking too long to figure things out that she gets tired of me, tired of waiting? What if I’m too late?
Waverly lets out a small shriek as the timer goes off for the cookies and jolts her out of her current thoughts. She quickly jumps out of her chair and walks over to check on the status of the baked goods. Pulling the cookie sheet out ever so slightly, she sees that the cookies are in fact done and pulls the sheet out to sit on top of the stove.
While the cookies are cooling, Waverly puts together a glass of lemonade for Nicole and once that is completed, places the still warm sugar cookies on a plate. Gathering all the courage she can muster after her internal monologue psyched her out, she walks out of the house and towards the Haught household a few doors down.
As Waverly approaches the house, she still hears the lawn mower coming from the backyard so she slowly makes her way there when she catches that glimpse of red again and another wave of nervousness hits her like a ton of bricks. Slowly rounding the corner of the garage, she almost collides with not only Nicole but also the mower, only to realize that it’s not Nicole at all.
“Oh my! Ms. Haught, I’m so sorry!” Waverly stumbles around the mower and somehow manages to save the cookies. Unfortunately the same could not be said for the lemonade, as she was now wearing it down the front of her shirt.
Katherine quickly shuts off the lawn mower and kneels down to Waverly’s aid, “Waverly! I swear to God I just saw one of your limbs’ lives flash before my eyes! What on Earth are you doing sneaking up on me like that?”
“Ms. Haught, I truly am sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you like that...” the brunette starts to pick herself up off the ground and dusts herself off. “I just thought that you were...”
“Someone else?” Katherine gets a small smirk on her face as she watches the young girl’s face slowly start turning more red as she avoids all eye contact.
Waverly continues looking at the ground, “I mean, yes. But also, I did not think you were going to be right there when I turned the corner so again I’m sorry.”
“Waverly Earp, if you say sorry to me one more time, you are going to be grounded from setting foot on this property.”
Waverly looks up at Katherine with an incredulous grin on her face, “Did you just say you will ground me?”
“You bet I did! And don’t tell me that your aunt Gus would not back me on that one either because I have a sneaking suspicion she would. Now, I see the drink is a lost cause, but what else did you bring over for Nicole?”
“I didn’t just--there not ju--you can have--” Waverly stumbles over her words almost as bad as she physically stumbled a few moments ago before Katherine steps in.
“I’m giving you a hard time Miss Earp. Nicole and I will both surely enjoy these; they are our favorite.” Katherine reaches for and takes the plate from Waverly, “Will you please come inside and we can fix up your shirt a bit?”
Waverly gestures back towards her house, “I mean I’m just over there so it’s not a big deal.”
Katherine gives Waverly her ‘mom look’ and the girl knows she’s a goner, “I don’t care if you were so close you lived in our garage. You are coming in, I’m helping with your shirt, and you are helping us eat some of these cookies too.”
Waverly sighs heavily and follows Katherine to the house and into the kitchen. Katherine grabs a washcloth from the drawer and wets it under the kitchen sink.
Bringing the sopping wet rag towards Waverly, she stops for a moment and then addresses the girl while gesturing towards her own chest, “I’m just gonna let you take care of that.” A light shade of pink washes across Waverly’s face as she takes the cloth from Nicole’s mom. The cloth is by far too wet and Waverly is pretty sure it did more damage than good, but at least she is not sticky on top of being wet.
Feeling somewhat satisfied with her shirt situation, Waverly hands the washcloth back to Katherine and the elder Haught takes it out of the room to put it with the rest of the laundry.
Having heard the commotion downstairs, Nicole hesitantly gets out of bed and goes down to see what company her mother could possibly be having. As she walks down the hallway and comes into view of the kitchen, she can’t believe that Waverly Earp is somehow in her house again.
The redhead comes to a stop in the doorway and takes in the sight in front of her, trying to hold back a laugh. This girl seems to always be in some sort of mess. What a beautiful mess she is though...
Nicole crosses her arms and leans against the doorway, smirking. Waverly hears this and turns around as Nicole opens her mouth, “I didn’t know Purgatory had wet t-shirt competitions.”
Waverly feels her face start to get warm as she tries to think of a good comeback, “Only in your dreams there Miss Haught and bothered.”
Nicole straightens up and gets a devilish smile on her face, “That’s where you’re wrong...in my dreams there definitely is no competition.”
Waverly quickly turns around as she feels her face heating up, “You are incorrigible!”
“And you are borderline intrusive always showing up randomly at my house. What are you doing here on a Saturday anyway?”
The brunette gestures towards the plate of sugar cookies sitting on the counter beside her, “I thought I would be neighborly and bring you guys some cookies I made.”
Nicole looks skeptically at Waverly, “How did you know we were home today?”
“Oh, I heard a lawn mower going and looked out the window to see the sound was coming from your place.”
The redhead seemingly accepts this answer until a light bulb goes off and a look of realization washes across the girl’s face, “You thought I was the one mowing today didn’t you?”
Waverly looks up at Nicole with a ‘deer in the headlights’ expression, “I--I mean--I guess I figured it would be you and was surprised when it wasn’t.”
“Just surprised? Or a little disappointed too?” Nicole waggles her eyebrows suggestively.
Waverly scoffs, “Has anyone ever told you how unbelievable you can be?”
Nicole looks at Waverly very matter of factly, “I tell myself that every day!”
The brunette rolls her eyes so hard that Nicole is afraid they might get stuck that way, “If I didn’t know any better, I would think you were never taught how to check your ego. But I know your mother and there’s no way she let that fly.”
Just as Waverly finishes her statement, Katherine walks back into the room, “What is this thing that I wouldn’t let fly?”
Before Waverly can speak, Nicole quickly jumps in, “Oh just not being a good host and asking our guest if there is anything I can get her to drink since she is wearing it now instead.”
“Nicole!” Katherine looks apologetically towards Waverly, “I’m sorry that she seems to have lost her manners completely in this moment but she is going to go find them real quick right now.” The elder Haught turns to Nicole and gives her the ‘mom glare’ too.
Nicole rolls her eyes, but makes sure to do so without her mother seeing and starts walking towards the refrigerator. Speaking over her shoulder, she lists a few options before moving over to the cupboards. Waverly moves up closer and places herself on the side of Nicole.
The redhead gets a big grin on her face as she flings open the cabinet doors. Leaning in towards the brunette and making sure her mom doesn’t hear, Nicole whispers to Waverly, “We do have lemonade if you want to try again.”
Nicole then looks the girl up and down before bringing her focus to Waverly’s shirt, “I wouldn’t necessarily be upset with similar results happening.”
Waverly scoots in closer until she is just barely touching Nicole, “Now if I remember correctly, the last time I was wet in front of you, I’m pretty sure you forgot your own name.” Nicole’s face turns instantly red as she quickly looks away from the girl.
Thoroughly pleased with herself, Waverly brushes past Nicole’s shoulder and goes to take a seat at the kitchen table, “I’m feeling pretty warm right now actually. Could I just get some water, Nic?”
Nicole grabs a glass from the cupboard, fills it with water, and sets it down in front of Waverly before sitting down at the table across from her. Avoiding all eye contact with each other, the two girls sit there in awkward silence until Katherine breaks it.
“So...should we try some of these cookies you brought over now, Waverly?” Katherine walks over to the plate, takes a cookie for herself, and sets the plate down between Nicole and Waverly.
Neither of the girls reach for a sugary treat right away and instead find themselves in a cookie standoff of sorts. The elder Haught rolls her eyes and takes a bite of the baked good, “Ooh Waverly, this is so good! You girls better get in there now too!” She grabs another cookie and excuses herself to the living room.
The teens make the briefest of eye contact before immediately looking away again, both staying stubborn and not moving an inch closer to the plate of cookies in front of them. After a few minutes, Nicole can feel her resolve slipping away as she contemplates reaching out for one. On the other side of the table, Waverly was not faring much better.
Both girls’ willpower finally pushes past the breaking point as they reach out for a sugar cookie at the same time and end up with more of each other’s hand in theirs than the dessert in front of them. That spark Waverly keeps feeling during these unplanned encounters with Nicole resurfaces with the same intensity as being struck by lightning, as she finds it difficult to remove her hand or even breathe at this point.
Nicole notices this display of panicked emotions and slowly eases her hand out of the brunette’s. Leaning back in her chair, the redhead gestures her hand in a sweeping motion out in front of her, “I guess it is ladies first after all.”
Looking down at her hand, Waverly takes a moment to readjust from the absence of Nicole’s grip and then focuses her gaze on the girl in front of her, “Umm...last time I checked, you were a lady too.”
“You were checking me out, Earp?” Nicole’s signature smirk spreads across her face as she makes eye contact with Waverly.
“No! Not like--That’s not--Ugh! You know how I meant it!” Each word frazzles the brunette even more than the last until she springs up out of her chair, grabs a cookie, and points at the girl sitting in front of her. “You may think you are hot shit all the time, no pun intended! But you most certainly are not!” Waverly turns on her heels and walks out of the kitchen towards the front door.
The redhead gives a small sigh after she recovers from her whiplash and then quickly gets out of her chair to chase down the other girl. As Waverly is reaching for the door, Nicole reaches out and grabs her other hand to turn her around, “Look, Waves--”
Waverly forcefully pulls her hand out of Nicole’s, “You don’t get to call me that when I’m mad at you.”
Nicole puts her hands up in surrender and takes a step back, “I’m sorry Wave...rly. The last thing I intended to do was make you mad at me.”
“Then what did you intend to make me feel with that comment?”
Now it was Nicole’s turn to not know what to say. I mean I know what I want to say but now is most definitely not the time nor place.
“I guess I was trying to be funny? I don’t know...”
“Trying to be funny is all, huh?”
Feeling like she is in a lose-lose situation, Nicole tries to keep it short and simple in her response, “Yep!” The taller girl pops the last ‘p’ for emphasis.
“Well, I gotta say I’m not super amused by it,” Waverly turns away from Nicole and steps outside the door. “Enjoy the cookies.”
The door shuts in Nicole’s face as she stands there flabbergasted by how quickly that entire conversation escalated. Katherine slowly and carefully make her way into her daughter’s line of vision, “Hey honey, you wanna--”
“Not now, Mom.” Waverly cringes on the other side of the door as she hears the tone of Nicole’s voice and the sound of her footsteps heading up the stairs.
Waverly makes her way over to her house across the street, ascends the stairs, and goes over to her nook by the window. Desperately needing some fresh air, she opens her window and sits down in front of it. After a few moments, she starts to hear a song playing in the distance. That sounds like a piano...and sounds so familiar too...
A few more seconds pass by when it finally dawns on Waverly that it is Nicole playing the piano. Intently listening to try and figure out what song it is, Waverly opens the window wider and starts humming along to the notes being played.
As the chorus approaches, Waverly catches on to what song it is and starts singing:
Say something, I’m giving up on you
I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you
Anywhere, I would’ve followed you
Say something, I’m giving up on you
The words start to register in Waverly’s head and an abrupt silence washes over her room. If you could hear a heart when it was hurting and crying out, Waverly was sure theirs were both audible. Upon hearing what Waverly heard next though, she knew you could hear a heart shatter because hers was deafening. Nicole started singing with the next verse:
And I will swallow my pride
You’re the one that I love
And I’m saying goodbye
Waverly kept herself glued to the window, listening until the very last note of the song faded away. She stared off at the house across the street, waiting to hear more but it never came. She gets startled out of her trance as she suddenly feels something wet fall onto her leg. Waverly quickly brings her hand up to her face to wipe the single tear that fell from it, gathers her knees towards her chest, then takes out her phone.
Across the street at the Haught household, the sounds of a piano can be heard throughout. Nicole had always used music as a sort of outlet for processing her emotions and she definitely had some to process now. Doing a couple of warm up exercises first, the pianist contemplates what the perfect song is for her current situation.
Filing through her mental songbook, she comes across the perfect song, takes a deep breath, and readies her hands above the keys. With the first few notes, Nicole can feel herself start to process the situation with Waverly.
Say something, I’m giving up on you
I’ll be the one, if you want me to
Anywhere, I would’ve followed you
As the girl gets past the first couple of verses, her thoughts overwhelm her and even though she doesn’t really like her singing voice, she feels the compulsion to sing through the rest of the song.
...Say something, I’m giving up on you
Say something
When the final note ceases to make noise, Nicole finds herself completely conflicted and lost in her own head. Maybe I do need to say goodbye in a sense. It’s just so hard when that is literally the last thing I want to do.
Nicole nearly jumps off the piano bench when she hears her phone vibrate on the table beside her. Catching her breath and picking up her phone, she sees it is a message from Waverly.
Waverly (4:34 pm): Hey...I heard you playing and just wanted to say you sounded amazing :) I’m sorry I got so upset earlier...can we talk?
With every fiber of her being she wanted to say yes. She wanted to hear Waverly’s voice again even though it had only been a short time since she last did. She wanted to talk about things and make it all better between them. But she also wanted more. She just couldn’t do this, not today.
Nicole (4:38 pm): Not now Waverly.
Nicole sets her phone back down after sending her message, crawls into bed, and brings the pillow laying next to her to her chest in an embrace. As a tear starts falling from her face, Nicole quickly brushes it away. Grabbing her headphones, she turns on her music and hides away from the world, if only for just a little bit.
The last couple weeks of summer went by too fast and Waverly’s alarm sounded much earlier than the girl would have liked for the first day of school. Reluctantly getting out of bed, Waverly notices that the house is fairly quiet for the occasion. Probably because Wynonna is still sleeping. Can’t ruin her streak of being late to class on the first day during her senior year.
The brunette trudges into the bathroom and takes a long look at herself in the mirror. Thinking back to how she felt last year on this day, Waverly can’t believe all that has happened in that short period of time. Freshman year definitely did not go as expected and she sure didn’t think a fiery redhead was going to come in and completely turn her world upside down; for better or worse was yet to be determined.
Now at the start of sophomore year, Waverly isn’t quite sure how to feel about it. There are a lot of exciting things to look forward to this year: turning sixteen and getting her license, going on the big field trip to Washington D.C., finally being eligible to participate in the annual talent show, etc. but there is also the feeling something is missing in order to bring that extra bit of excitement Waverly is longing for.
Waverly shakes these thoughts out of her head as she opens the linen closet to grab a towel. Turning the shower on and getting undressed, she steps in and lets the hot water melt away her morning tension. After spending way too much time under the water, the girl steps out to a steam filled room and still nothing but silence. I might have to check and see if Wynonna is still alive at this point!
Waverly makes quick work of drying off and putting her cheerleading uniform on, then makes her way down the hall to Wynonna’s room. The door is shut, not at all unusual for her in the morning, so she hesitantly brings her hand up to softly knock on the door and whispers, “Wy...hey...you up yet?”
After a few moments of no response, Waverly cringes as she knocks louder on the door. Wynonna is going to kill me if I’m waking her up right now. Growing more worried by the second, the younger Earp loses all patience and reaches for the door knob, “I swear to God Wynonna, if you or anyone else is indecent in here and you made me come in here, there’s gonna be hell to pay!”
Waverly turns the door knob with one hand and brings the other hand up to cover her eyes as she walks into her sister’s room. Carefully spreading her fingers apart, she peeks through the gaps to find that Wynonna isn’t in her room at all. That doesn’t make sense whatsoever...there’s no way she is awake already...
“Nonna! Are you in here?” Waverly searches in the disheveled sheets on the bed, kneels down to look under the bed, and sifts through the disaster that is Wynonna’s closet. What am I doing? It’s not like I’m looking for a dog or something. I would know if she was in here or not.
Shaking her head, Waverly makes her way back out of the room and walks to the top of the staircase. She can hear some commotion coming from the kitchen and knowing Gus is definitely awake already, she yells down, “Hey Gus, is Wynonna down there with you?”
Gus sticks her head out around the corner so she can see Waverly as she responds, “Fraid not honey. I think you missed her by about thirty minutes or so?”
Waverly stands there dumbfounded, trying to process the information she was just given. “You’re trying to tell me Wynonna...WYNONNA...is up and gone already for the morning?!”
“Yes ma’am! She said something about having to go get something before school this morning? I was about as shell shocked as you are right now that I didn’t even get a chance to ask her what she was up to!”
Did I just wake up in an alternate reality?! I don’t know if I have ever been more speechless in my life? Well...maybe I have been another time...
Waverly shakes her head to snap herself out of it and responds back to Gus, “Well I guess on that note, this day can’t get any weirder so I’m going to go finish getting ready.”
“You’ll be comin’ down for breakfast though right? Made the first day tradition like always.”
“Of course, Gus! I will be down in just a few moments,” Waverly turns around to go back to the bathroom, pinching herself on the way just to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. I can’t even begin to imagine what Wynonna could be up to right now.
Wynonna was startled awake by a symphony of sounds coming from her phone on the nightstand next to the bed. Ugh, fuck me...is it 6:00 already?! She reluctantly flips over to grab her phone and sees a bunch of missed texts and calls from one Chrissy Nedley. Shit, what the hell is this chick on that she is functioning this early in the morning? And where can I get some?
The brunette sits up in bed, runs her hand through her hair, and gives her face a couple of light slaps to try and wake up quicker. Once her eyes have focused, she pulls up the texts she missed from Chrissy.
Chrissy (5:30 am): I am so ready for our plan this morning! Do you think it’s going to work?
Chrissy (5:40 am): I mean I know it is small but it has to make a difference right?
Chrissy (5:45 am): Should we be worried this was the best plan we could come up with and we had all summer?
Chrissy (5:48 am): I mean I realize they aren’t just going to admit their love for each other right on the spot because of this but could we have done more?
Chrissy (5:52 am): I am only slightly panicking right now...I mean I know it’s not 6 yet but you set an alarm to wake up right?! Wynonna?
Chrissy (5:55 am): Ok, sorry I panic called and I know I said I wouldn’t...please don’t kill me
Chrissy (5:58 am): Is it bad that I have had 2 cups of coffee already this morning? Omg there’s only 2 more minutes until you are awake too...look at that!
Chrissy (6:02 am): Now it’s 2 min past when you were supposed to be awake...are you awake? Please tell me you are awake!
Wynonna reads through the assault of messages from Chrissy and brings her palm up to her face. What the hell did I get myself into, teaming up with Chrissy Nedley on this?
Wynonna (6:05 am): Chrissy...yes I am awake...yes you have had too much coffee...yes this plan is at least a good start...and yes I am going to kill you...happy now?
Chrissy (6:06 am): I’m good with everything except the last part...would you reconsider if I have a coffee waiting for you as well? :)
Wynonna (6:09 am): Now you’re speaking more of my language...have you made sure Haught is good to go?
Chrissy (6:11 am): Should be...I told her to be ready for pick up at 7:15
Wynonna (6:13 am): And she thinks it’s just you coming to get her?
Chrissy (6:15 am): That’s all I told her so I’m guessing so
Wynonna (6:17 am): Good...double check that with her...I’m gonna get ready real quick and I will be there to pick you up at 7
Chrissy (6:18 am): Roger that...over and out!
Chrissy shakes her head after sending the last message to Wynonna. She is going to think I’m a total dweeb and never talk to me ever again. She couldn’t help that she was excited for the plan today. A step one in motion to try and get Waverly and Nicole to finally see what is right in front of their faces: each other. Do they expect them to declare their love for each other today? Of course not...both Chrissy and Wynonna know the girls better than that...but if they can just get them back on good terms that would be the win they are looking for right now.
Chrissy sets her phone down for a moment on the kitchen table and walks over to the kitchen counter where there is a box of doughnuts calling her name. Reaching in, she grabs a chocolate covered one, with sprinkles too since that’s her favorite, and makes her way back to her chair at the table. After taking a couple bites of the doughnut and some more sips of coffee, Chrissy picks her phone back up and opens her text conversation with Nicole.
Chrissy (6:30 am): Hey, you up? ;)
Nicole (6:32 am): Funny...yes I am awake
Chrissy (6:34 am): Sweet! Does around 7:15 still work for you?
Nicole (6:37 am): It does...even though it seems like I didn’t really have any other choice...what is so important that I need to go to school with you anyway?
Chrissy (6:39 am): Wow Haught, if I didn’t know you any better I would be hurt by that...can’t I just go to my first day of sophomore year with one of my friends?
Nicole (6:43 am): Ok but why me? Why not your best friend?
Chrissy (6:44 am): Are you not one of my best friends?
Nicole (6:45 am): You know who I mean...
Chrissy (6:47 am): Waves has Wynonna to take her to school...I just figured you would rather get to school by a friend driving you rather than your mom
Nicole (6:49 am): I appreciate that Chrissy...I’m sorry
Chrissy (6:51 am): No need to be sorry...see you in about 20 min?
Nicole (6:53 am): Yes, see you then :)
Nicole tosses her phone on the bed and attempts to deal with the crisis at hand: what to wear on the first day of sophomore year. It was a little bit cooler outside than normal for this time of year so she had a couple options. After contemplating for a few moments, she finally decides to just go athletic this year: a black and white Nike windbreaker with a black Purgatory football shirt underneath, a pair of white Nike joggers, and her favorite purchase this summer, her triple black Nike Air Max 270s.
The redhead takes a look at herself in the mirror, You are looking like fire, Haught. Nicole Haught 2.0 coming at Purgatory High today. Nicole truly wondered how many heads she was going to turn when she walked into school since she had done something no one but her mom knew about yet; she cut her hair. This wasn’t just some summer trim either; we are talking about taking her shoulder length hair and cutting it just below the ears. The way her waves laid now made the red really stand out, giving Nicole a boost of confidence going into this year, whether she really needed it or not.
Nicole picks her phone up from the bed, slings her backpack over her shoulder and grabs her football gear, before walking out of her room and down the stairs. Hearing a familiar hum coming from the back of the house, Nicole walks around the staircase and turns into the kitchen.
“Mornin’ Mom! That smells amazing...what are you cooking?”
Katherine finishes plating the breakfast as Nicole slides down into one of the dining room chairs, “I made you your favorite this morning: french toast and bacon!”
Nicole is practically drooling before the plate is even set down in front of her, “Not that I am complaining whatsoever, but you definitely didn’t have to do that this morning!”
“Well, I just didn’t want you having cereal again this year on your first day,” Katherine walks back to the fridge to grab the syrup out and brings it over to her daughter.
“Aww...Mom...you do really love me!” Nicole sticks out her tongue and then puts one of the pieces of bacon quickly in her mouth.
Katherine brings her hand up to her chest and feigns taking offense to the statement, “Was that ever in question?!”
“No, not really! But I am gonna put it to the test this morning...”
The elder Haught watches Nicole smother her french toast in syrup, one eyebrow raised the entire time, “Looks like I’m gonna need to test your sugar levels too! But one issue at a time...what’s up Cole?”
Nicole swallows down a piece of her french toast and looks up guiltily at her mother, “Well...I was kinda hoping...that I could maybe...ride with Chrissy to school today instead of you?”
"While I appreciate you worrying about my feelings, sweetie, I understand that you are not a little kid anymore. If you want to go with your friend to school today, that is completely fine with me,” Katherine walks around the table and gives Nicole a quick kiss on her temple. “Just please make sure you lock up the house when you leave since I am going to head out now.”
“Thanks Mom, you’re the best!” Nicole lets out the breath she was holding as her mom turns to walk away. “I love you!”
“I love you too Nic. I hope you have a great first day of your sophomore year and I can’t wait to hear all about it later!” Katherine grabs her bag and keys and heads out the door to the garage.
Nicole finishes up her breakfast a few minutes later and as she is placing her dirty dishes in the dishwasher, she hears a honk coming from her driveway. That must be Chrissy...she does not mess around when it comes to time...it’s exactly 7:15.
Grabbing all her stuff, Nicole heads out the front door, locking it behind her. As she looks up at the car in the driveway though, she is surprised to see Chrissy in the passenger seat and Wynonna Earp driving. Of course this was a set up...I am absolutely going to kill Chrissy.
The redhead walks over to the driver’s side of Wynonna’s car, opens the back door, and tosses her football equipment into the back seat behind Chrissy. Sliding her backpack off her shoulder, she scoots her way into the middle seat with a big sigh, “Good morning Chrissy...and Wynonna...”
Wynonna nudges her sunglasses down to the end of her nose as she looks back at Nicole, “Holy shit Haught, your hair! Man if I swung that way, it would be a done deal let me tell you ‘cause you sure are looking hot today!”
Nicole’s face instantly turns almost as red as her hair, “Thanks...I think?” Wrong Earp though...
Chrissy finally turns around to make eye contact with Nicole and she can see the nervousness hidden in the blonde’s eyes, “So Nicole, we hope you don’t mind but we are gonna grab Waverly on our way to school this morning.”
“That makes sense...I don’t mind at all.” Nicole’s response is short and succinct and Chrissy starts questioning the entire plan. This is not starting off well at all...this was not supposed to make her this upset and I just hope we haven’t ruined the whole thing.
Wynonna throws the car in reverse and backs down the driveway, making suggestive faces at Nicole the entire time. Right before Wynonna turns around to put the car in drive, she winks at Nicole, causing the redhead’s face to go red again as she rolls her eyes. The elder Earp laughs at herself as she makes the thirty second drive down the road to pull into her own driveway and pick up her sister.
Wynonna turns to her two passengers, “I will be right back with the goods...don’t miss me too much while I’m gone!”
As soon as Wynonna is out of sight, Nicole pulls herself up between the driver and passenger seat to look at Chrissy, “What exactly are you trying to pull here Chrissy?!”
Chrissy continues being invested in her phone and tries to nonchalantly shrug her question off, “I have no idea what you are talking about. We are just a bunch of friends going to their first day of the school year together.”
“Sure...and I’m the freaking pope!!! You really expect me to buy that load of crap coming out of your mouth right now?”
“Look...believe me or don’t Haughthead but I just want my friend group back again.”
Nicole softens for a second until those words finally register in her head and she shakes Chrissy’s seat, “Ah ha! See I knew there was something else going on here. You are trying to make Waverly and I get along again.”
Chrissy sighs, sets her phone in her lap, and turns back to look directly at Nicole, “And would that be the worst thing ever if I was? What’s so wrong with wanting your best friends to get along again?”
Seeing the dejection on Chrissy’s face, Nicole drops the subject and slouches back into the middle seat with her arms crossed thinking. After a few moments of complete silence, Chrissy can’t take it anymore and turns up the radio to catch the last little bit of the song playing, Bruno Mars’ “Just The Way You Are”.
Ironically, as the song gets to the main chorus again, that’s when the Earp sisters make their way out of the house. Waverly is in her cheerleading uniform again for the first day of school and Nicole can’t understand how she manages to look even more beautiful than the first time she saw her wearing that uniform freshman year. Nicole loses herself in the song for a moment as the two brunettes walk towards the car.
When I see your face
There’s not a thing that I would change
‘Cause you’re amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for a while
‘Cause, girl, you’re amazing
Just the way you are
Nicole is quickly drawn out of her daydream as Waverly approaches the back door of the car, flings it open, throws her backpack practically on top of her, and then proceeds to address Chrissy as she goes to sit in the seat, “Wow Chris I get booted out of the front seat of my--oh my goodness, Nic! What are you doing back here?!”
Nicole smirks as she crafts her reply to Waverly, “Well I’m really just looking to get a ride--”
“Nope!” Waverly puts her finger up in front of Nicole’s face, “It’s too early for this nonsense talk to be starting already! Now scoot over so I can get in this car and shut the door.”
“Sorry Waves, all my football equipment is next to me, so you’re going to have to suck it up and be touching me for a little bit since I really have nowhere I can move right now.”
Waverly gives a slight eye roll as she places herself right along Nicole’s side so she can get the door all the way shut behind her. This is just great...happy first day of sophomore year to me.
Wynonna gets in the driver’s seat and an awkward silence falls upon the vehicle. She slowly backs out of the driveway and starts heading towards the school. A few blocks have passed by and Wynonna checks the rearview mirror to see if the situation is changing at all and shakes her head slightly as she takes note of the ridiculous amount of tension in the car right now.
Nicole is sitting in the middle with her arms in her lap, trying her best to make herself as small as she can to please Waverly. Waverly is leaning against the door of the car with her arms crossed, looking just about as angry as was possible for the girl. Chrissy is staring straight forward next to Wynonna and looking like she is going to throw up from nerves. And Wynonna? Wynonna is just over it at this point.
Wynonna checks her rearview mirror one more time, but this time to make sure there were no cars behind her. The brunette then slams on her brakes and stops in the middle of the road. Chrissy’s phone flies off her lap and onto the floor, Nicole’s arms instinctively go out in front of her as she braces herself against the two front seats, and Waverly lurches forward ever so slightly with full on daggers in her eyes.
“What the hell was that Wynonna?!”
Chrissy and Nicole bring themselves back to a normal seated position with all their belongings as Wynonna places the car in park and whips herself around to face her sister, “Can I speak to you outside?”
Waverly looks at Wynonna incredulously and throws her hands in the air, “What do you mean speak to me outside? You literally have the car stopped in the middle of the street!!!”
“I meant what I said,” Wynonna shrugs, takes off her seatbelt, opens her door, and gets out of the vehicle. Walking a couple of feet away, she turns around and looks at Waverly expectantly whilst tapping her foot impatiently.
“Freaking unbelievable!” Waverly mutters to herself under her breath as she gets out to join her sister on the side of the street.
As Waverly shuts the door behind her, Chrissy and Nicole look at each other with the same dumbfounded expression on both of their faces. Chrissy snaps out of the stupor first and slowly reaches to push the button to turn the hazards on.
Outside the vehicle, Wynonna chuckles to herself as she sees the flashers turn on and gives a thumbs up to Chrissy as she yells, “Hey! Good thinking!” Waverly has had enough of Wynonna’s shenanigans at this point and lightly slaps her on her upper arm, “What gives Wy?! This is not only completely reckless but also embarrassing!”
“Yeah, well, right now the way you and Haught are acting is embarrassing too!”
The cheerleader crosses her arms and immediately gets defensive, “I have no idea what you are talking about!”
Wynonna rolls her eyes and cocks her head at her sister, “You wanna try that again? You have never been a good liar Waves.”
A few moments of awkward silence pass by as Wynonna continues to stare at her sister, waiting for an answer. Both girls are then startled by a car horn and Tucker Gardner rolling down his window as he drives around the parked car, “You’re supposed to leave trash on the side of the road, not in the middle of it!”
Wynonna immediately gives him the bird before they are out of his sight and yells after his car as he continues to drive, “Eat shit Tucker!!!” She then turns back to Waverly as if nothing happened and once again waits for her to respond.
“I’m not really sure what to say right now, Wynonna, there is no me and Haught,” Waverly sighs, her body language becoming more and more tense with every word.
Seeing Waverly’s response to being called out, Wynonna contemplates how she wants to proceed with this situation. Deciding not to escalate it any further, for everyone’s sake, the elder Earp closes the gap between them and gently rubs the outside of Waverly’s arms, “And that right there is the problem babygirl.”
Nicole and Chrissy’s eyes have not left the Earp girls since they both exited the vehicle, but as soon as they see Wynonna step around Waverly and start heading back towards the car, both girls immediately pull out their phones and look at them as if they are the most interesting things in the world.
Wynonna gets back into the vehicle and Waverly is just a few seconds behind her. Once both girls have secured their seatbelts once again, Wynonna reaches over to turn her hazards off and resumes their drive to school. The tension is still there, maybe even more so now, and Chrissy is full on panicking inside at this point. She looks over at Wynonna, who winks at her, leaving her even more confused about what the hell just happened.
After a few minutes, the tension starts eating away at Nicole too until she finally can’t take it anymore. Waverly is at least sitting up against her this time, but the redhead can feel the heat radiating off of her and from what she can deduce from the situation, the most likely cause is because of anger. What I am about to do may be risky, but I have to at least try something...
Nicole moves her hand slowly to her left, places it on the edge of Waverly’s bare leg, and moves her thumb back and forth across her skin to get her attention. She feels the girl jump slightly underneath her touch and then notices goosebumps right before she lifts her hand back off and sets it in her lap.
Waverly turns to look at Nicole, completely caught off guard by this gesture and ready to tell her off when she sees one of the softest looks she’s ever seen from those brown eyes. Nicole then takes it one step further and mouths the words ‘are you ok’ and Waverly internally curses at the way she can never seem to stay mad at this girl beside her.
The most she could muster as a response right now was a nod of the head and both Waverly and Nicole accepted that as Wynonna pulled into the parking lot of the school. After finding a spot to park in, Nicole and Waverly slide their way out of the back seat and Chrissy continues to stay planted in the front. Wynonna notices her apprehension and gives her shoulder a nudge, “You gonna get out of my car there, Blondie?”
Chrissy turns her body to look at her best friend’s sister, “Umm...y--yeah...sorry...but did we just make it worse between them?”
Wynonna glances at the back passenger side of her car and smirks, “Why don’t you look over your shoulder right now and see if Operation WayHaught is still a go.”
Nicole is just about to open the back door to grab her football equipment out when Waverly comes around from the front of the car and places her hand on the door to stop it from opening. “Is there a reason why you are always so nice to me?”
The taller girl’s eyes narrow as she looks down to meet Waverly’s, “Is being nice to you a crime now?”
“Well if it was, then you would definitely be in trouble since you always are even when I don’t deserve it.”
“You always deserve to be treated nicely no matter what Waves. Now is it cool if I open the door and grab my stuff?”
“Oh! Yeah, sorry!” Waverly takes her hand off the door and stands there awkwardly as Nicole reaches in to grab her bag and equipment.
Nicole takes her stuff out of the vehicle, shuts the door with her hip as her hands are completely full now, and notices Waverly still standing there waiting nervously, “Is there something else I can help you out with?”
Waverly starts wringing her hands and avoiding eye contact with the redhead, “You know how I said earlier that you would be in trouble?”
“Yes?...”
The brunette closes the gap between them and reaches up to touch Nicole’s hair. Playing with a few strands of it in her fingers, Waverly once again makes eye contact with the girl in front of her, “This haircut is definitely going to cause you trouble. No one’s going to be able to take their eyes off you.”
The two teens are completely transfixed in this moment and Nicole is almost positive about three things right now. One, she stopped breathing the moment Waverly’s hand came near her face. Two, her face had to be about the same color as her hair. And three, she was either going to die from embarrassment of her body’s reaction to Waverly being this close to her or just simply from the fact that her hand was still in her hair.
Before Nicole can even form a coherent response to Waverly, the breakfast bell sounds and startles them both from their gaze. Waverly’s hand instantly flies out of Nicole’s hair and falls abruptly at her side. Wynonna and Chrissy both start to get out of the car and Chrissy focuses her attention on her two friends, “You guys ready to start sophomore year?”
“You two go on ahead,” Nicole lifts her football equipment for emphasis, “I have to take this to the locker room first anyway. I will see you guys around!”
Waverly gives her a look before she turns around and joins Chrissy walking up towards the school. When they get far enough away, Nicole drops her football bag, runs her hand through her own hair, and lets out a deep sigh.
Wynonna walks around to the passenger side of the car and leans up against it with her arms crossed, “So I know we haven’t really talked much before but maybe it’s time we did?”
“I can’t possibly imagine us having that much to talk about Wynonna.”
Wynonna stands up and walks over to the younger girl, “See...now that’s where you’re wrong Haughtstuff. Our main topic of discussion just walked away after having her hand in your hair so I think we have plenty to talk about.”
Nicole’s face heats up once again, thinking back to a few minutes ago but that feeling quickly turns to defensiveness as the older Earp sister lessens the space between them. “There’s nothing to talk about with Waves and I.”
“You know...the moment you two stop lying to yourselves is gonna be a great moment for me to finally get to say I told you so.”
“Are we done here? I am gonna be late to class.”
Wynonna shrugs her shoulders as she brings her face closer to Nicole’s, “Sure we can be done here for now. Just one more thing though...hurt my baby sister and you will have to answer to me.”
The staredown continues for a few more moments before Nicole reaches down and picks up her equipment and then slides past Wynonna before turning back around for one final word, “You’re a good sister, Wynonna, but you don’t have anything to worry about. Also...you’re not as intimidating as you think.”
Wynonna watches as Nicole continues to walk away and laughs to herself. You definitely have some balls, Haught...I’ll give you that. Being close to the Earps is not for the faint of heart.
All of a sudden, Dolls comes up behind Wynonna and gives her a hug, “Hey! I wasn’t sure if I was going to get to see you before class started. Should the smirk on your face right now make me nervous?”
Wynonna turns around in Dolls’ arms and gives him a quick kiss, “Nope! Shouldn’t make YOU nervous at least.”
Dolls chuckles as he lets Wynonna out of his arms, “Well...I feel for whomever that unlucky person is.”
Wynonna lightly shoves Dolls in the chest and grabs her backpack out of the trunk. She slings it over one shoulder and takes a deep breath while looking at the school building. Dolls places his arm out to Wynonna for her to grab a hold of, “Can I walk you to your first class of the day for the last time, senior?”
Wynonna interlocks her arm with his, “Of course...I wouldn’t want it any other way.”
The first month and a half of the school year couldn’t have gone by any slower for Waverly. Ever since finding out on the first day of classes that she shared none with Nicole this semester, Waverly just wasn’t feeling as excited as she hoped she might be for this year. I am definitely feeling the sophomore slump that’s for sure.
The only times Waverly really saw Nicole were in passing in the hallway or if the cheerleaders happened to be practicing on the field with the football team. They did try with the occasional snapchat here and there too, but with their busy schedules, Waverly felt like it was a fairly unsuccessful effort.
Every day the brunette worried that the magic the girls had together the beginning of freshman year was completely gone. Was I too hard on Nicole? Did I wait too long? Am I just going to be replaced with the next best thing? Am I forgettable?
Chrissy always did a good job of reminding her that she was most definitely unforgettable and that she was just being too hard on herself but Waverly also knew that was in the best friend handbook so she took these comments with a grain of salt. The cheerleader knew she needed to try and do something about her and Nicole and she decided a few days ago she was going to plan something for tonight’s football game against their rivals East High.
Waverly enlisted the help of a somewhat reluctant Wynonna and convinced her to hide the surprise in the trunk of her car for after the game. Waverly had stayed up late last night making signs and decorating the trunk so that after school all Wynonna and her would have to do is run to the general store quick for the finishing touches.
The end of the school day bell sounded and Waverly was pretty sure she had never left the school building so fast before in her life. The younger Earp made it out to the car and impatiently waited for a few minutes until she finally saw her sister in the distance making her way towards the vehicle as well.
As Wynonna is approaching the parked car, Waverly’s impatience finally boils over as she yells at her sister, “Could you be any slower right now?!”
Wynonna nonchalantly shrugs and then very obviously and deliberately slows down her pace even further, to a mere crawl. Upon noticing this, Waverly becomes more visibly frustrated, throwing her hands in the air before crossing them in front of her chest.
When Wynonna finally does get within earshot, Waverly addresses her sister through gritted teeth, “I literally could murder you right now...I have to make sure I make it back here in time to get ready with the squad!”
“Well now Michael Myers, if you went and did that then who would take you to the store? Didn’t think that one through now did ya?”
“Ugh! You are ridiculous! Would you just get in the freaking car already so I can get this finished?” Waverly gets into the passenger seat hastily and slams the door behind her.
Wynonna rolls her eyes and makes an obscene gesture before getting behind the wheel. The elder Earp pulls out of the parking lot and heads towards the general store a few blocks away. Wynonna tries her best to bite her tongue but soon caves under Waverly’s cold shoulder, “So...what’s the point of all this anyway? Nothing from Haught for weeks and now you are planning this big gesture all of a sudden?”
Waverly nervously fidgets with her hands as she contemplates her response, “I mean...we are both pretty busy people, Nonna. And...I feel like I have been kinda rough on her lately. So this is to show her that I...ya know...I...”
“Think she’s pretty Haught? See what I did there?” Wynonna starts laughing hysterically at her own joke as Waverly’s face progressively gets a darker shade of red.
“No! I mean not that I...what am I saying...ugh! That’s not the point here Wynonna!”
Wynonna continues to smirk as she pulls into a parking spot at the store and then turns to her sister, “Look...you don’t have to explain anything to me Waves. You guys are cute...now go get what you need so we can make sure this thing is perfect.”
Waverly lets out a deep breath, heads into the store, and about ten minutes later, is on her way back out with a couple of bags in hand. She places the bags in the back seat of the car and slides back into the passenger seat.
“Did you find everything else that you needed?” Wynonna pulls the car out of the parking lot and starts heading back towards the school.
“I hope so...” Waverly stares out the window while nervously playing with the hem of her cheerleading skirt.
Wynonna briefly places her hand on top of Waverly’s to try and help calm her nerves. “Don’t worry babygirl,” she returns her hand to the steering wheel after giving her sister’s hand a squeeze, “we are going to make sure this turns out epic!”
The final whistle blows and Nicole looks up at the scoreboard for the final score: Purgatory- 24 East High- 27. Catching all three touchdowns wasn’t enough to bring home the win for the Blue Devils and Nicole lets out a long sigh before attempting to swallow her pride long enough to shake the hands of their rivals.
Nicole makes her way back over to the bench and stops in front of her equipment. Unstrapping the chin strap, the receiver slides off her helmet and sets it down near her water bottle. Running her hand through her short red hair, Nicole unsticks the sweaty hair clinging to the back of her neck and then proceeds to gather all her things and starts to head off the field.
As she gets to the edge of the field, Nicole hears a voice call out in front of her, “Well Haught honestly doesn’t even begin to cover it now does it?”
The football player looks up from the ground and is startled to see someone leaning up against the concession stand wall, “Umm...are...are you talking to me?”
The girl chuckles as she pushes herself off the wall and starts walking towards the redhead, “Is there another player named Haught that I should know about?”
“Uhh...n--no...just me! Is there something I can help you with?”
As the girl gets closer to Nicole, she can start to make out the girl’s appearance; she is tall with a darker complexion, black hair, brown eyes, and an East High cheerleading uniform. The mystery girl gets within an arm’s length and reaches her hand out for a handshake, “I’m definitely hoping there might be something you can help me with. First though, the name’s Shae.”
Waverly had been waiting quite impatiently for the game to be over but now that the game had finally completed, she was feeling a little more nervous than she anticipated. The plan had been set in motion and Wynonna was waiting with the car near the entrance of the field just behind the bleachers. The only thing left to do was for Waverly to nab Nicole as she was leaving.
Wynonna gives her sister a thumbs up through the back window and Waverly takes a deep breath as she slowly makes her way around the bleachers. As she gets about halfway there, the cheerleader notices Nicole talking to someone in the distance. Waverly stops in her tracks as she sees another cheerleader from their rival school come walking up to the football player.
The brunette sees this girl and she is absolutely gorgeous; she’s got gorgeous hair, a gorgeous smile, and legs for days. The girl reaches out and gives Nicole her hand, lingering for a little too long in Waverly’s opinion. As their conversation progresses, Waverly’s heart starts to sink as she watches the girl touch Nicole’s arm and laugh, seemingly enjoying herself. Is that girl flirting with Nicole right now? Am I too late?
Waverly then sees the East High girl pull what appears to be a napkin and a marker out from her cheerleading top and watches as she writes a series of numbers on it. Is she giving Nicole her number right now? Waverly sees Nicole take the napkin in her hands and all of a sudden this is all too much and she quickly turns around to retreat back to Wynonna’s car.
Coming up quickly on the back of the car, Waverly closes the trunk on Nicole’s surprise, scaring the shit out of her sister in the process. The younger Earp opens the passenger door and collapses into the seat, utterly defeated. Wynonna pauses for just a moment and then addresses the elephant in the car, “Waves, what happened? Where’s Haught?”
In absolutely heartbreaking fashion, Waverly looks at Wynonna with tears in her eyes, “I was too late...she’s not coming.”
“What do you mean too late?” Wynonna is completely flabbergasted and confused, “She’s still here; I just saw her walking off the field.”
“Can we please just go?”
“Babygirl, why are you crying? Do I need to go kick Haught’s ass?! That’s fine, I can go do that...” Wynonna unlatches her seatbelt and starts reaching for the door before Waverly’s borderline yell stops her immediately.
“No!” Wynonna jumps slightly and Waverly lowers her voice, “No...there’s no need for all that.”
“Well something happened back there and I’m not--”
“Wynonna, please!” Waverly turns her head away from her older sister, “I just want to go home.”
As Wynonna starts to pull the car away, Waverly looks in the side mirror one last time to see Nicole still talking to the cheerleader as the tears start to slowly stream down her face. I guess I was right...I am forgettable.