Chapter 7

The week strode on as the scaryboards and VFTW rambled on about their objects of fanship/hate, mostly hate from the latter. Contestants parcticed their routines, cycling time schedules for the stage. Oddly enough, Ester and Priscilla seemed to get a lot of time to perfect their song, with Simon passing it off as a move to keep Priscilla from forgetting her lines.

"Now he's a super star, hmm mmm mmm mm guitar, show pretty face what he's worth..." she sang. Paula listened, too hopped up on medication to notice that the blonde was slightly off key. Besides, the judge was busy admiring Ester's...hair. Yeah, that's it.

Meanwhile, Randy attempted to negotiate with Janet as the latter sat in scowling silence. Randy shuffled a trio of papers on his desk, which in all likelyhood possessed no real importance. "Dawg, I can't change the pairings."

"Why not?" Janet queried harshly.

"The people who get switched won't remember their lines, see. We gotta keep our ratings up here! Money fo' my cash pool, dawgs!"

"I don't fucking care, just get that little bitch out of my way. And the Jap, too."

"Look," Randy began, but couldn't find any words. He shook his head. "We can't get rid of Toya yet. He's awwwl good. I mean like real good."

"Just fucking pull a shocker," Janet suggested, then slammed her fist on the desk, making a clatter.

"Aw come on, we can't do that yet. We only got like four manips left, I gotta save some."

Janet kicked the desk. "I don't care how you do it or what it takes; just kill the retard," she seethed, emphasizing the last three words. 

"We could just eliminate you," Randy hinted, and adjusted his glasses. "Ya know what happened wid that Carly chick, right?"

Janet's face reddened, and her hands shook. "You. Backstabbing...nigger..." She abruptlystood up and stomped her feet, hard enough to crack the wooden floor. She shouted a line of nonsense and curses as Randy sat there with a shocked expression, and then Janet shoved open the door and stormed off, fuming.

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