Hey everyone this takes place that night when Sabine Dulac killed Cheyenne Martin. I thought it would be cool to know what REALLY happened that night. This is in Cheyenne's POV.

It starts out in the chapter New Rituals in the fifth book Inner Circle. The initiation ceremony is about to start. Enjoy!

Love, andy19

I do not own any Kate Brian or Private and this is all fiction. All names/historical marks are coincidental. My grammar and spelling also sucks. So sorry.

Chapter One: Change of Plans

I stood with my fellow Billings Girls, holding out lit candles, and awaited the other girl's arrival. I looked down at my simple lace black dress and smirked; no one could take this moment away from me, not even Reed Brennan. Everyone thought that when Noelle Lange was expelled from Easton Academy Reed would be the new "Noelle", the new leader. But I proved them wrong. I was about to lead my first initiation ceremony, and I couldn't be happier.

Not to mention we are doing things MY way this time. Reed thinks she's Noelle and can go around threatening people and acting like she knows what she's doing. To bad she doesn't know that you can't scare Cheyenne Martin that easily. Right now, I was in charge.

I heard footsteps coming down the stairs and my heart jumped in my throat. A huge grin crossed my face, this was it!

Rose Sakowitz took a deep breath. "Here we go," she said under her breath.

I casted a look of death at her. "Shhh!"

Rose rolled her eyes. She can be so immature sometimes!

Suddenly, London Simmons came out from the stairs, leading the six new Billings Girls through the foyer. They were blind folded and holding hands, all dressed in white. Everything was going according to plan. In a few minutes all of their uncertainty would be over and they would realize that not all of them were meant to be a Billings Girl, just like Reed.

I smiled, milking the moment. I looked out onto them. "Ladies. Remove your blindfolds," I said, lowering my voice so I sounded intimidating. It looked like it was working.

The six of them took of their blindfolds and looked at their surroundings. I saw Constance Talbot's eyes go straight to the jewelry boxes, biting down hard on her lip to stop the goofy grin from spreading across her face. In due time Constance, you'll get what you deserve in the end, I said to myself. I looked out at the girls again. The fun part was about to begin.

"Welcome, everyone, to this, the eighty-fifth initiation ceremony of Billings House, you will each step forward when I call your name." I said in the most intimidating voice I could make.

I took a deep breath and smiled, I could just feel the happiness and success-filled feeling coming off from Reed. She thinks she won, that everyone would be accepted into Billings, that everyone would get a diamond "B". I couldn't wait to see her face!

"Step forward, Astrid Chou."

Astrid looked up at me and stepped forward. I handed her an unlit candle which she tipped towards my candle to light. She took a small step back.

I asked, "Ladies of Billings House, do we receive Astrid Chou into our circle?"

"Welcome, Astrid! To our circle!" the others chorused.

Portia Ahronian went to the table and retrieved one of the few jewelry boxes with a diamond "B" in it. She handed the necklace to Astrid. I smiled, pointing to Astrid where to stand. She now stood on our side of the room. She was now a Billings Girl.

I looked straight ahead again. "Step forward, Melissa Thurber,"

As much as I detested Missy with her large breasts, snarky comments, and pig-like nose, her mother was in Billings which means she must also be in Billings.

After initiating Melissa and Kiki, whose only white clothing was her tennis whites, we were done giving out the boxes with necklaces. All three girls were standing with us, the Billings Girls, while Sabine Dulac, Constance, and Lorna Gross stood still facing us. This is where things got good.

I stood up straight and managed to pull a stern look onto my face. "Step forward, Sabine Dulac,"

As much as Sabine has done for me, helping me get the gorgeous Josh Hollis out of Reed's grasp, promising me that I'd be Billings President forever and all the other great things, I couldn't let her be properly welcomed into Billings. She just wasn't… Billings. She looked at me expectantly. I sighed and looked at my fellow sisters, they knew what they had to do.

"Ladies of Billings House, do we receive Sabine Dulac into our circle?"

"Welcome, Sabine! To our circle!"

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Reed's mouth fall open when she realized only Rose, Tiffany, London and her had spoken. I smirked. I finally had outsmarted her. And she could do nothing about it since she didn't have her precious Noelle by her side.

Before she could say anything Portia grabbed the empty jewelry box from the mantel and shoved it at Sabine. Sabine looked at me and I swear I saw her black eyes grow even blacker, like I could see venom in her stare. I quickly brushed it off and glance back over at Reed as she took in the empty jewelry box and not one responding. It's like all the little puzzle pieces were fitting together in her head.

"Step forward, Constance Talbot!" I said quickly, realizing I had to finish before Reed spoke up.

"Wait," I heard Reed whisper. She took it in one last time, finally probably making sense.

I asked, "Ladies of Billings House, do we receive Constance Talbot into our circle?"

It went dead. Silent.

I quietly smirked in the darkness.

I snuck a look at Reed and saw her panicking.

"Welcome, Constance! To our circle!" Reed said loudly. It was so hard not to laugh.

Portia handed Constance her empty box.

I looked at Lorna, poor little mousy Lorna.

"Step forward, Lorna Gross."

Lorna didn't even move. She just started crying. I felt a hint of regret. These girls, they didn't deserve this. They were better than this. But just as the regret came it, it was washed right out with reality. This is what the Presidency of Billings required. Sacrifice. This is what our founding sisters would have wanted. They would be proud of us. Of me.

Out of no where Reed steps forward and shouts, "Stop this!"

I could not let stupid little Reed ruin this. Ruin everything.

"Reed. Get back in line."

Her face went bright red in anger. "You uncontrollable bitch, you can't do this to them."

It felt like I was slapped in the face. How dare she tell me what I can and can not do!

I lifted my hand to my heart, completely appalled. "Reed! You're disrupting an ages-old ritual!"

That must have pushed her over the line because she blew out her candle, throwing it to the floor where it broke in two, and screamed at me, "Screw your ritual! This is NOT how your precious founding sisters would want this place to be!"

I shook my head in frustration. "Oh, please. Like you know anything about Billings and its history. My grandmother was in Billings. My mother. All her friends. And if they knew how you and our new headmaster were trying to corrupt it, they'd be appalled." I glared at her, knowing I'd win in the end.

"I think they'd be appalled by you," she retorted.

I drew in a quick breath, the cold air burning my throat. I tried to control my anger, tried to keep my comments to myself. But I couldn't keep it in anymore. This girl needs to know where she stands in Billings.

I stepped right into her face, getting as close as possible. "That's it. I'm done playing nice with you. You don't belong here, Reed. No more than any of these losers do."

"What?" she snapped back.

"You know it. We all know it. No one here voted you in. you were Ariana's pet project. She went over all our heads to get Leanne expelled and bring you in, but guess what? Ariana-psycho that she turned out to be-is gone now. And nobody wants you here." I crossed my arms over my chest in victory.

She stared at me, searching for the right words. "You're wrong."

I smirked and glanced around, then back at Reed. "Am I?"

Reed looked around, and I saw that she was looking for someone to support her, speak up for her. I chuckled to myself. She was finally getting it wasn't she.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a large figure move.

"Uh, Reed? Cheyenne?" I heard Rose whisper."

I whipped around, about to yell at her for interrupting me when standing there was Headmaster Cromwell, his right-hand man Mr. White, and our housemother Mrs. Lattimer. I looked down at my dress then looked back at Headmaster Cromwell. He looked around, taking all of his surroundings in and sighed, a grim mask appearing on his face. my head fell in shame. This was not. Suppose. To. Happen.

"Well," he said finally, "This is very disappointing."