Phoebe Pearson

I finished my show choir competition for regionals and now I am concerned that I am going to have to go against October Hennings in a couple months for show choir, but at the end of the day, the games are coming around and only one person makes out of them alive. What if October and I are thrown in there together? I am a bit anxious about that. We compete at different schools, so I have no idea what to do.

I sighed as I started to think about my life without competing or whatever. We're both going to have to compete at nationals together in Chicago if we both make it out alive, which is literally impossible unless only one of us in the game dome this decade. I don't really care about the arena. I will literally die and be happy. I am suicidal as it is and my life at home isn't the brightest.

"Phoebe, why can't you be like your sister?" My mother said to me and I rolled my eyes, looking down at my phone.

"Maybe because I don't want to be a cheerleader? I don't want to shake pom poms around for a high school living and slum it up with the entire football team!" I shouted at her and she gave me a look of disappointment.

"Your sister is not slumming it with the football team!" She said and I pulled out the condoms from her cheer bag.

Mother gasped in shock about the condoms and brought them downstairs to see Priscilla's face. I followed behind her and seeing Priscilla look scared is always going to be a good look on her face.

"What is this!" She asked Priscilla and my sister just shrugged it off.

"Mom, that's nothing." She said and I raised my left eyebrow, looking right in her eyes.

"Phoebe, this is your fault, isn't it?" Priscilla asked me and I sighed, nodding at her.

"Yes. But you need to understand where I come from when I say that having sex at a young age is bad for you. Priscilla, you're seventeen, almost eighteen. I am the same age as you and I haven't even gotten into a bed with a boy." I said and I can tell by Priscilla's face that she was going to out me to mom, knowing that she is homophobic.

"Yet you've been asleep with women all the time." Priscilla said to me, and I looked at her, wanting to slap her so fucking hard that she won't see for a month.

Mother decides to take a look at me as I started to gulp. I sighed looking at the lesbian flag on my phone screen saver.

"Is it true darling? You're gay!" She asked me and I shook my head.

"I AM NOT! Sis why would you throw around such a huge accusation!" I shouted at her and she shrugged.

"Priscilla, come with me. Phoebe, do what you want to do. Thank you for letting me know your sister is a slut." Mom said as I went back upstairs to my room and played some video games.

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I am currently playing Mario Kart in my Nintendo switch, grinning about my sister finally not being the one praised all the time. I'm so sick of being the least favorite and punished for literally everything for literally no reason.

My sister walks into my room with a bruise on her cheek. Holy shit! Did mom HIT Priscilla?

"Sis what do you want?" I asked her and she sighed, walking next to me.

"Can I play with you? I sort of want to talk to you." She said and I gave her the second controller, as we started playing on the rainbow galaxy track.

"I'm winning!" I said and she shook her head, her Luigi character flying past me right at the finish line.

"Nope. I did!" She said and I high-fived her, smiling as she was happy with herself.

"Good game. Wanna go again?" She asked and I nodded, giving her control of player one since she beat me.

Now we're on the princess peach palace track as we sort of forgot about the stuff we were going through. We forgot for a second about how horrible mom is to the both of us.

"Sis.. being the favorite isn't as great as it is cracked up to be." She told me and I raised my eyebrows.

"But you get all the praise, people at school love you, you're a.. you're a cheerleader!" I said to her and she shrugged.

"Well yeah, cheerleading is fun.. but sometimes I wish I could wear baggy jeans and tennis shoes and enjoy myself.. like, tennis shoes without the uniform." She said and I looked down at myself, wearing blue tennis shoes and white jeans.

"I sort of wish I could dress like you.." she said to me and I froze.

Did my sister really compliment me? There is no way. Priscilla never compliments me in any way, shape, or form! There has to be something seriously wrong with her. Mom walked in to see us play together and grabbed on my sister's ear, putting her outside of my bedroom. I sighed and looked at her with sadness in my face. I hope she knows that mother came in on her own and that I didn't do this.

I genuinely liked spending time with her.

"I don't like this at all. I don't like the way my sister is being treated." I said and my mother looked at me, raiding her eyebrow.

"Oh that was out loud? I apologize. You treat her with excellence." I said to save myself. It was clearly sarcasm. The woman's a demon.

If dad was still alive, he would put mom in her place. That's for sure. Too bad he passed away.. he was such a nice guy too! He always worked for everything he had whereas mother would gold dig him of all the money he earned. I just ignored it and sat back down, playing my video games.