Anastacia has probably never blushed as hard as she does when she hears the words coming out of Iara's mouth, she turns to the girl ready to once again get into a fight, but when she sees that Iara doesn't seem to be trying to make fun of her she feels a little bit better. Her eyes move from the smiling girl to the painting before she says.

"Tell anyone about what you saw, and I will kill myself and blame it on you." Iara laughs at the joke, before looking at the serious face Anastacia has and realizing it wasn't a joke, she forces a cough letting the room fall in an awkward silence, after thinking of a measured response she says trying to show how serious she is.

"You shouldn't say that, especially since there's nothing wrong with having piercings." The screen is not grabbing their attention anymore, Anastacia has her face hidden behind her hands praying that she is teleported to somewhere else and Iara is having fun looking at the embarrassed girl. Anastacia begins to relax controlling her breathing when she hears Iara's voice again. "Do you want to tell me the story behind them?"

Anastacia rubs her eyes surprised by the carelessness Iara has, she shakes her head beginning to type without looking at the tattooed girl, Iara can't hold herself and lets out a disappointed sigh, she actually wanted to hear the story. The cheerleader still doesn't look at the girl by her side when she explains.

"Iif you say anything about this, I'm gonna deny it, but if you gotta know, the church has a lot of rules, and this was the easiest one to do without anyone knowing. I usually wear a band-aid and a sports bra, I just forgot today because..." She loses herself in thought while searching random words in wikipedia but before Iara can say something the cheerleader keeps going. "Because I had a lot on my mind, ok?"

The actual reason Anastacia didn't prepare was because she was worrying too much about being alone in a room with Iara, she spent a lot of time convincing herself she was ready and coming up with plans to find out more about the girl, this situation was obviously not in her plans. She hears her voice once again and can't help but look at the Iara, her voice is a little more serious and for once Anastacia feels like they're almost having an actual conversation.

"Do you feel... like you are stuck following all the rules of God and all of that? Since you're the daughter of the big boi and all that." Anastacia feels a little uncomfortable with Iara describing Father Michael as "The big boi" but she tries to ignore that. Sighing, she rests her body on the couch meeting Iara's gaze for a moment before looking down and saying with the most neutral voice she can muster, hopefully hiding all the shame she feels.

"No... the church, the lifestyle... it's not something that traps you or something, I... I love everything about it, but sometimes there is a lot of pressure on me, not from god or anything, just from the people around me... and stuff like that'' Most people assume she is just faking it, but she actually believes in everything she says, that includes being clibate until marriage. She expects a negative reaction from Iara but the girl just nods in agreement while saying.

"Yeah I can see that, people tend to say it's lonely at the top. But like, it's cool that you have the guts to do something like that, but a tattoo would be better and easier to hide. You don't even see mine do you?" She holds her arms up, which makes Anastacia let out a small chuckle." Are you an asshole because you feel threatened by hot women like Lily and I?"

Anastacia rolls her eyes with the stupid question while she fully turns to look at Iara. "I was nice to you, I invited you to sit with us and if you had asked, I could probably accept the little one too." She ignores the question about being scared of hot women, because she is, but everyone's a little scared of pretty ladies, right?

"Sure sure, but truly now, if you don't feel like doing something, don't do it." Iara says with a smile, the smile fades and turns into a frown when Anastacia's laugh fills the room. "Stop laughing!! I was serious, ok?"

Anastacia feels a little lighter and her mood gets a little better, she is about to give her reasons why she can't do whatever she wants when she remembers why she is here, she moves closer to Iara and says with a smile. "So... I not only told you, but you saw one of my secrets, so you need to tell me something, c'mon give me a little." Anastacia hopes she isn't showing how excited she is to learn something more about Iara.

Iara tries to read what is going on in Anastacia's mind but she feels bad about knowing a secret and not sharing anything about her, Iara turns her body looking at the ceiling, she begins to think about what she can say to the cheerleader without compromising herself too much, she puts a hand on her head when she says.

"Sometimes, I think of suicide, not like, actually, I really enjoy living y'know? So that's what makes it even worse, because I don't know why, it scares me so much... Like I'm just doing my thing and my mind thinks of ending myself and for a moment the idea seems so appealing, and then I go back to feeling awful about it, and yeah... maybe I should pierce my nose or something." She finally looks down, meeting a very worried Anastacia that looks at her like she just learned the other girl plans to burn a cathedral.

"Oh my God that's terrible, do you want me to take you to my church? We have group meetings every Saturday and like we can help you, oh god" Anastacia holds Iara's hand out of nowhere making the tattooed girl feel even more surprised at how affected the cheerleader looks.

"No way! I would actually kill myself if I had to go to church every saturday." The way Anastacia's face seems so close to tears when she lets out a big "oh" makes Iara's next sentence come out really fast. "No, no, no I was kidding, I don't wanna die, it is just a thought."

Iara feels a little bad, she thinks that the cheerleader has probably dealt with suicide and she having to relive that because someone was being dramatic, those were her honest feelings but she feels like she was exaggerating. Anastacia has never gotten close to anything related to suicide besides learning it's one of the worse sins you can commit and that it probably means the person was feeling awful for months. She squeezes Iara's hand knowing they aren't that close so she probably wont't talk to her about this, slowly she

"Fine, but you gotta talk to someone, you know what? I'm gonna do the whole project alone, y... you can rest or something." Anastacia said with so much pity in her voice that it made Iara almost throw up. She hides the anger in her voice when she says.

"Shut up, I can do a little dance, like I said, I am completely fine, so fine you could like... turn me into a wine or something."

Anastacia doesn't really get the joke but she knows enough about Iara that she doesn't try to push her, the girls go back to working, with a little bit more respect for one another, just a little because five minutes later they were yelling at each other over a painting. But after exhausting their arguments and curses the cheerleader comes out on top again. They are going to try to make a performative dance about a panic attack. After once again fighting for a long time about how they could do that they decided on copying a video of it and calling it a day.

"I can only find kids crying in a weird tv show or something" Iara looks up from her phone after searching for every combination of the words she can find and only finding a reality show. She finds Anastacia looking at one video and smiling as a girl dances in a dimly lit place with a sad face, she turns around and proclaims.

"This is gold. They did all the work for us, we can just, like, copy the movements she does and we got an A." Iara's face sees the dance the person does in the "Panic attack dance" and she can't help but frown, that looks like a lot of work and if she doesn't move like the woman in the video it's probably going to look really pathetic.

"Ok. But we need to do it together and there's no way we are doing all of that. I can't jump that high, I'm like an elephant, and we are gonna copy the song too?" Iara said.

"We take the song and you learn how to dance, it's easy I can show you." Anastacia can't hide her excitement as she gets up and helps Iara out of the couch, she smiles at how sad the other girl looks.

The next hour feels like a divine punishment for Iara, she doesn't move fast enough, or slow enough, or with style enough, she just does everything wrong somehow, maybe she was actually born with two left feet, having Anastacia laughing at every wrong move she does it's not something that makes her more motivated to keep going, she really hates how gracious the cheerleader looks, maybe five years of dancing everyday really does help her.

When Anastacia finally stops the song Iara is out of breath, sweating and sitting down looking up trying to recollect herself, Anastacia looks like she just came back from a light jog, she has a cheerful look on her face and with a smile she says.

"You are getting better, still bad but better, I'm gonna grab you water and leave before your parents get here." Iara doesn't answer, she just covers her face trying to not fall in the trap Anastacia unknowingly set. She could feel that breathing was becoming even harder, her eyes were watering and she was about to break when she heard Anastacia's voice again.

"Oh my god what is this?" The cheerleader sounds worried and surprised, which makes Iara quickly get up and go to the kitchen, she doesn't really know exactly what she was expecting, but it wasn't Anastacia holding two bottles of wine looking like she just found a dead body in Iara's freezer, the tattooed girl doesn't manage to hide her confusion and annoyance when she says.

"The fuck?! Did you cut yourself with one of those? What's wrong with you?" Anastacia turns her gaze to Iara like the latter just assumed the murder of the corpse in the freezer.

"What do you mean what the fuck, we are sixteen, you can't have eleven bottles of alcohol in your fridge, there's not even water here! Are you planning on drinking gasoline and this training? You should stop drinking" Anastacia almost can't believe the annoyed face Iara has. She is about to keep going when the older girl closes the distance between them, she takes the bottles of Anastacia's hands and with an irritated look Iara says.

"Fuck off, I have my fun, and I'm seventeen! Y'know, you said you were gonna leave right? How about getting the fuck out?" Her voice sounds sharper than she expected, Anastacia clearly didn't expect her to be so angry about this one little thing, the cheerleader takes one step back putting her hands up.

"Fine, you don't have to be such an asshole about it, I... fine" Anastacia seems like she wants to say something else but she just turns around and quickly walks away slamming the door as she leaves, but there was enough time for Iara to scream at her while she was leaving.

'And don't bother coming back, fucking bitch." Anastacia doesn't turn back when she gives the middle finger to Iara.

Iara feels a tinge of guilt that she made Anastacia feel bad, she doesn't even care that much about what she thinks and that she grabbed her bottles, she felt bad because that was also an argument she would have with her parents, she runs a hand through her hair sighing with regret.

"Well... since I'm already here..." She finds the bottle opener on the table, opening the wine goes smoothly and before giving it a second thought she is rapidly drinking half of the liquid inside.