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Here comes the second chapter! We finally get to meet our mystery texter and find out about the lump under Cat's shirt. Read, review, and enjoy!
Robbie and Tori had just arrived on the street where the local Groovy Smoothie was located and parked a bit away from it. When they got out of the car, they were able to see that Beck was seated outside at a table meant for two.
"The skunkbag must be getting their drinks," Tori said as they got out of her car. She was wearing a floppy white sun hat with a long blonde wig underneath and large black sunglasses so that Beck wouldn't recognize her. She had told Robbie to do something to disguise himself, but he had not put it on yet. Well, he had put on a trucker hat to conceal his Jewfro, but that wasn't much of a disguise. "You'd better put the rest of your disguise on before we head over there..."
Robbie nodded and pulled a fluffy wad out of his pants pocket. Once he straightened it out and stuck it to his face, Tori saw that it was-
"A horseshoe mustache?" Tori half-yelled, looking ready to smack Robbie's hat-covered head. "Who do you think you are? Hulk Hogan?"
"It looks manly!" Robbie whined, petting the ridiculous mustache.
Tori was somehow able to restrain her twitching hand. "You know what? It's good enough."
Trying their best to look cool and casual, Robbie and Tori walked over to the small, colorful building and took a seat at the two-person table directly across from the table where Beck was seated. They grabbed their menus and unfolded them, using them to hide the bottom halves of their faces. They peeked over at Beck, who was texting someone and had not even noticed the disguised duo.
"Look at him," Tori muttered, shaking her head. "He looks sooooo innocent." Tori shook her head in disgust. "It makes me sick."
"Even innocence makes you sick?" Robbie asked, peeking at her over his menu. "You must be the most pious person ever..."
"Stop talking about pie!" Tori yelled. Realizing how loud she had been, she looked over to Beck, who had put his phone away by that point and was looking at her like she had grown a second head."Uh... Just reminding my husband that he can't have any pie!" Tori said, putting on a fake Southern accent. Just then, the waitress came to take their order. "We just found out he's... Allergic."
"Ooooh, my dad's allergic to pie," the redheaded waitress said. "It makes Thanksgiving a real bummer for him..."
"Well, good f'you, love!" Robbie exclaimed in a horrible British accent. "I'll have your finest Strawberry Splat!"
"Mango Tango," Tori said, thankful that Beck had stopped staring at them. The waitress wrote all that down and walked back inside to place their orders. As she walked away, Tori leaned over the table and stage-whispered, "That accent and that disguise are a completely inappropriate match!"
"Let me express myself!" Robbie commanded, almost sounding like a whine.
As soon as the waitress with the pie-intolerant father was through the door, a girl with alabaster skin walked through the door with two Styrofoam cups in her hands. She was not the tallest girl, and she couldn't be more than five foot one, but she was what Tori would consider cute. Not drop dead gorgeous, but she was definitely cute. Her light blonde hair was a bit choppy and was pulled back in a small ponytail that reached above her shoulders. She was not thin, but she wasn't necessarily overweight. She had a little more meat on her than some of the girls Tori knew, but that wasn't saying much, since it was Hollywood they were in. She was dressed in a thin bright green hoodie, unzipped so that her pink camisole was visible. The blonde also donned a pair of black skinny jeans and neon green high tops. Her gray-blue eyes glistened once she saw a certain someone and she gave him a smile. The girl walked over to Beck's table and took the empty seat to his left.
"That has to be the skunkbag!" Tori hissed at Robbie.
"Skunkbag?" Robbie questioned, eyes widening as he looked the girl up and down. "She's a fox!"
"Gross, she's like ten," Tori muttered, though in reality, the mystery girl was probably fourteen or fifteen. She at least looked relatively young.
"Your Blueberry Bonanza, Beckett," the girl elegantly said, handing him his smoothie with a smile.
Beck smirked back, taking the tasty treat from her. "Why, thank you, Gwendolyn. As always, I appreciate your alliteration... And your smoothie."
"Gwendolyn," Tori repeated, saying her name as though it were the name of a deadly Brazilian disease. "That's such a skunkbag name..."
"You really need to expand your vocabulary," Robbie quietly said, still peeking at her over his menu, which was now upside down.
"Shut up, Ro-" Tori noticed that Beck and 'Gwendolyn' had started staring at her as soon as she raised her voice, so she quieted down and weakly told him, "Yes, Boston Cream pie is still technically a pie!" and hid behind her menu.
Beck and the blonde went back to drinking their smoothies and after they were sure the weirdoes seated next to them wouldn't have another outburst, Beck said, "So, Principal Eikner finally called back about your interview?"
She nodded, slurped her Razzle Dazzle, and said, "Yeah, he said he can see me tomorrow at one, since it's a half day at my school." She smiled at him and said, "If the interview goes well, I could be a student at Hollywood Arts by Monday!"
"That'd be great," Beck told her, grinning. "You're really talented, Gwen."
Gwen rolled her eyes playfully. "Please, I probably won't even make it in. With talented singers and musicians like you and your friends, what chance do I have?"
Beck nudged her. "Hey, come on. You're such a great artist. And your acting isn't half bad, if I do say so myself."
"Oh, you're just trying to make me feel better..." Gwen shook her head after thinking it over and said, "Nah, I am pretty awesome, aren't I?"
"Smug little fartsniffer," Tori grumbled, snatching her Mango Tango smoothie away from the waitress as she brought their drinks out to them. When she saw Robbie giving her a confused glance, she shrugged. "You said you wanted me to expand my vocabulary."
"You're going to ace the interview, I know you will, Gwen," Beck told the girl as she continued to sip her cool drink. "Jade's going to flip when she finds out about this, though."
Tori gasped at this. So he was cheating!
Gwen looked surprised by this statement. "You haven't told her yet?"
Beck shook his head, his crooked smile creeping onto his lips once again. "Nah. I'm waiting for the right moment."
Gwen let out a giggle. "Can I be there when you tell her? I want to see the look on her face!"
"I can't believe this!" Tori hissed as she leaned closer to Robbie. "Not only does she know Beck's already got a girlfriend, but she wants to rub it in Jade's face when he breaks up with her! This girl is a monster!"
"I can't wait for tomorrow," Gwen told Beck as she finished off her smoothie. "Yet I'm so nervous, I kind of hope the end of the world happens before then..."
"Hey, not even the apocalypse is going to stop me from getting you to that interview," Beck told her, nudging her again as she faintly laughed.
Gwen smiled at the teen. "Thanks, Beck. For everything. I wouldn't have had the courage to do this without you…"
She leaned over to Beck and gave him a small peck on the cheek, but it was apparently enough of a kiss to make Tori stand up and proclaim in her fake accent, "I don't need to see y'all and your lovey-dovey mush!" She huffed and added, "I am a customer at this fine establishment and I didn't pay to see none of them public displays 'o affection!"
"It was just a kiss on the cheek, lady!" Beck exclaimed, getting more and more irritated by this odd 'stranger' and her outbursts. "And she's-"
"Have you no shaaaame?" Tori dramatically cried. "How can you let yourself be seen in public with a skunkbag such as this?"
"Darling, I believe we'd best be leaving!" Robbie loudly said in his equally horrible accent. "I'll just leave the money on the table and we'll be on our way!" He placed the proper amount on the table and grabbed Tori's arm before she could start swinging at anyone. He bowed at the two, as if they were royalty instead of two normal teenagers. "Pip pip, cheerio! God save the queen, fish and chips and all that!" He pulled Tori away and dragged her towards her car, leaning Beck and Gwen alone and confused.
"... Are you the skunkbag or am I?" Gwen asked, looking absolutely stumped.
Beck opened his mouth, as if he was getting ready to respond, but he quickly shut it, as he had no response. "I'd probably be able to tell you... If I knew what a skunkbag was."
Robbie had stopped by Tori's parked car and, after much struggling on her part, he let go of her arm. They were far enough away for him to know that she wouldn't start swinging at either Beck or Gwen. "Can you believe those two? No, no, can you believe Beck? Dating another girl behind Jade's back?" Tori shook her head while rubbing her forehead. "I… He just doesn't seem like the type of guy to cheat on his girlfriend… Even if his girlfriend is Jade…"
"I say, this is positively buggy!" Robbie exclaimed, still using his ridiculous accent.
"Robbie, we're like ten yards away from them," Tori reminded him, yanking her hat and wig off. "Stop with the stupid accent."
Robbie frowned as he pulled his trucker hat off, his curly hair springing out instantly. "But I was having fun."
"Robbie!" Tori exclaimed, whacking him with her floppy hat. "We have to do something about this!"
"Yeah, but what?" the geek asked, talking in his regular speaking voice. "What are we supposed to do? Walk up to Beck tomorrow and say, 'Hey, Beck, we dressed up as an eccentric Southern and British couple and spied on you and that foxy blonde' and then sic Jade on him to rip him limb from limb?"
Tori mulled over this for a moment, then told Robbie, "Stop calling her a fox! She's a skunk! …In bag form!" She huffed and crossed her arms. She hated to admit it, but she knew Robbie was right. "Okay, let's think this through… Beck is going to tell Jade after Gwen gets through her interview with the principal… Wait, why does she have to have an interview with him? I didn't have to."
"It's usually just artists and writers who have to be interviewed," Robbie explained. "They go over their portfolios to see if they've got what it takes to make it into Hollywood Arts. Performers mostly just have to audition, sort of like what you did at the Showcase."
Tori nodded in understanding. "Oh, okay… So, Beck thinks she's a good artist, and Beck doesn't sugarcoat things, even with people he likes…"
"Right…" Robbie slowly said, trying to figure out where she was going with what she was saying.
"She might actually have a chance at getting into the school, if she's as good as Beck says," Tori explained, pulling her sunglasses off and tucking them into the pocket of her denim mini skirt. "Having her attend Hollywood Arts would make things ten time worse… So we have to make sure she doesn't get in."
"Okay," Robbie said, nodding. "But how do we do that? Sabotage the interview?"
"Ah, Robbie," Tori quietly said, shaking her head, as if he was a kid that just said the darndest thing. "That's thinking too little…" She began to pace in front of him. "No, we need to think bigger." She stopped in front of Robbie, a devious smirk on her face. "We have to keep Gwen from even going to the interview…"
Realization brightened Robbie's face and he nodded. "Yes, of course! But… What about Beck? He said the apocalypse wouldn't stop him from getting her to that interview. I'm pretty sure he'd be able to stop a scrawny Jewish dude and a twiggy teenage girl."
"Yes, but-" Tori stopped mid-sentence and glared at him. "I'm not twiggy! I happen to be quite curvy!"
"You don't have to tell me twice," Robbie quietly said, thinking Tori wouldn't be able to hear. She did.
"What was that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Nothing, continue," Robbie meekly said, looking down at his feet.
"… We'll just have to keep Beck away from little Gwendolyn for a while." Tori smirked and leaned closer to Robbie. "And I think I know how."
She suddenly ripped the fake horseshoe mustache off of Robbie's face, making him squeak and cringe like she had just ripped dried wax off of him. He let out a few more squeaks and he rubbed his red, sensitive lip. After stroking the area for a second, the pain left his face and he suddenly looked pleasantly surprised. "Wow, it's so smooth!" He looked up at Tori and exclaimed, "Tori, feel how smooth you made my upper lip!"
"Uh…" Tori gave him a look. "I really don't want to feel any part of you, no matter how silky smooth it is."
"No, feel it!"
"I don't want to!"
"C'mon, just feel it!"
"No!"
"Just a little!"
"Robbie!"
"Just poke it!"
"NO!"
"Please?"
"No!"
"Please?
"No!"
"Please?"
"FINE!" Tori couldn't take anymore of his pleading, so she slowly and unsurely reached out to touch Robbie's newly waxed lip. Her frustration faded and she actually looked… Shocked. "Wow… That is smooth!"
The next day at Hollywood Arts, Jade and André were standing in front of the venting machines, chatting as André waited for his Wahoo Punch. "I'm just saying, a blonde wig is not that good of a disguise," Jade explained right before taking a sip of her coffee. "Everybody on that show must be brain dead, because they look alike and sound alike."
"It's just a TV show," André reminded her with a chuckle. His beverage finally popped out of the machine and as he grabbed it, he added, "A TV show for little kids."
"It still bothers me," Jade grumbled into the brim of her plastic coffee lid.
They were about to leave, but they heard a familiar giggle coming from the janitor's closet. "No, down, boy!" the voice squealed. Jade and André exchanged glances before heading over to the closet's door. Jade, being Jade, kicked it open. The sight she saw afterwards made the door no longer the only thing she wanted to kick.
There, sprawled out on the floor of the closet, was Cat Valentine. A small puppy that could easily be compared to a pompom was standing on her chest and licking her face, which made her giggle like crazy. There was a bowl of water and a bowl of dog food by the mop bucket and there were about a dozen dog toys all over the floor.
Cat, who had kept her eyes shut in puppy euphoria, had finally opened them when she heard the door slam open. She gasped once she saw Jade and André looking down at her and she sat up immediately, sending the poor pup into her lap. "Oh, hey, guys! Fancy seeing you here..."
"In here?" André asked, suspicious. "In the janitor's closet that we always seem to be able to have access to even though we're unauthorized students?"
"... Yes!"
"Cat, why do you have that monstrosity with you?" When Jade said it, it sounded more like a command than a question.
"Sparklepants McGee is not a monstrosity!" Cat exclaimed, hugging the fluffball to her chest. "He is a human being just like you and me!"
"... Cat, he's a dog," André slowly said.
Cat thought this over for a second, then let out a giggle. "Oh yeah! Okay, I know that cats and dogs don't usually get along, but-"
"Why do you have that scuzz-cake hidden in here?" Jade barked (Haha, get it? Because there's a dog there? ... I'll let you get back to the story).
The dog apparently recognized Jade, because he hopped over to her immediately and started sniffing her urine-free boot.
"Dude, you aren't so lucky this time," Jade warned the dog, the volume of her voice escalating. "This cup isn't empty yet!" She was getting ready to throw it on the poor pup, but André confiscated it before she could. "Hey, give me my coffee back!"
"You can have this back after you learn about a little thing called animal abuse," André told her, holding the coffee away from the pierced girl.
She huffed and crossed her arms. "Fine. The barista messed up and gave me decaf, anyway..."
André looked back at Cat, who had grabbed Sparklepants McGee and stood up by this point. "Cat, why did you smuggle a puppy into the janitor's closet?"
Cat gave her friends a guilty look, then sighed and looked down at Sparklepants McGee. "Well, I've always wanted a puppy, but my parents would never let me have one."
"Really?" André asked.
Cat shrugged. "Well, they did once, but that doesn't really count because he only had two legs and worms and diabetes and he died before we got him home." That would have sounded sadder if she hadn't said it so nonchalantly. "But after that, they banned all pets from our house... When I heard that Beck and Jade had run into a stray outside the school, I got all excited, so I snuck him into school and hid him in here." Sparklepants McGee yipped at her and she began to scratch his ears. "I knew I couldn't bring him home, and I thought this would be a better way for him to live than all cold and alone on the streets."
"You must have spent a fortune on all this dog stuff," Jade said, since that was apparently the only response she had for that.
"I borrowed the food and toys and stuff from my brother," Cat told her.
"Your brother has a dog?" André asked.
Cat paused, then looked down at her feet and shook her head. "No."
André and Jade exchanged glances, but opted out of questioning that. When it came to Cat's brother, the less you knew, the better...
"Cat, it's sweet of you to want to help this little guy out, but..." André paused mid-sentence, noticing something around Sparklepants McGee's neck. "What's this?" he reached out for it and upon inspection, he saw that he was wearing a dog collar. "Cat... I think this dog belongs to someone already."
Cat gasped, clutching the puppy closer to her. "No! That can't be!"
André gave her a disbelieving look and began to read the tag. "Mikey... If found, please call 555-9746."
"I thought that was just a suggestion."
"So you saw this?" André asked, giving her a look that a parent would give a child.
If André looked like a scolding parent, then Cat definitely looked like a child that had just been caught red-handed. "... Maybe."
"Cat, you can't keep a dog that belongs to someone else!"
"Why? It's not like it's CATnapping!" Cat giggled at her not-so-hilarious joke, while André and Jade just stared at her.
André placed a firm hand on her shoulder. "We have to call the number and get him back home."
"Bu-But I love Sparklepants McGee!" Cat cried, hugging the puppy even tighter than she had been before.
André gave her a sympathetic look, but still stood strong. "It's the right thing to do, Little Red."
Jade shrugged. "Hey, I'm for anything that will get that scuzz-cake out of here."
"Aww," Cat sadly sighed, looking down fondly at Sparklepa- I mean Mikey. "I guess you guys are right... I'll call his owners right awa-"
Before she even finished her sentence, she ran away screaming, desperately trying to escape separation from her new fluffy friend.
"Cat!" André yelled, running after her right after he gave Jade her coffee back.
"You'll never catch me aliiiiive!" Cat screamed as she ran off with the fluffy puppy, running past some very confused students.
Jade stood in the doorway of the closet, silently observing the two as she sipped her coffee. After a few seconds of watching them run around in circles, she said, to no one in particular, "I don't feel like running," and walked away.
"Okay, Beck left during lunch to pick Gwen up," Tori reminded Robbie as they sat back down at their usual table after throwing their trash away. "He should he back with her soon, and then we'll start our mission on keeping the school skunkbag-free."
"Did you notice how he lied to us and Jade about where he was going?" Robbie asked. "Picking up ointment for his dad?" He scoffed. "Even I'm not that much of a loser!"
Tori gave him a sad look and patted him on the back. "Of course you're not..." Dishonesty was clear in her voice. She noticed someone coming and her eyes widened. "Beck and Gwen are coming! Lets go!"
Beck, a causal arm slung around Gwen's shoulders, led her from the parking lot to the eating area. "And this is Asphalt Café... This is sort of where we eat and hang and all that."
"This is so cool," Gwen said, looking around as if the place was actually Disneyland. "The cafeteria at North High is right by the gym, so it smells like socks and guy sweat."
Before Beck could comment on that, Robbie and Tori ran up to the two. "Hello, Beck," Tori greeted. "Who's your... Special friend?"
Beck laughed and told her, "Uh, Gwen and I are kind of more than friends, Tori. Since she'll be going here pretty soon, I should probably introduce you two."
"Oh, I can tell who she is!" Tori exclaimed, waving a hand as if to say 'Pish posh!'
Gwen and Beck exchanged confused glances before Beck removed his arm from Gwen's shoulder and asked, "You do? Because... normally people can't tell when they first see us together."
"I can," Tori said, a little too bitterly. "I can see it in your eyes..."
"... That's kind of weird, but okay."
Tori nudged Robbie, who suddenly pulled his PearPhone out of his pocket and loudly said, "Why, look! I just got a text from Sinjin!"
"Your phone didn't go off," Beck told him, looking more confused than ever.
"It's on silent!"
"But then how would you know you had-"
"Gasp!" Robbie screamed upon 'reading' the 'text'. "Sinjin says that Jade is unconscious in Sikowitz's class!"
"What?" Beck cried, his confusion quickly replaced with concern. "What happened?"
"... What happened?" Robbie and Tori hadn't thought that part of their plan through. "Oh, Uh..." Robbie pretended to read the text that wasn't actually there and decided to make something up. "He says that Sikowitz... hit her in the head with... A Geology textbook."
"Well, why is nobody helping her?" Beck questioned, trying his best to keep from freaking out. "You know what, I don't have time. I have to get her some help... Can you guys take Gwen to the principal's office?"
"Why, of course," Tori said, her enthusiasm sounding a little too enthusiastic.
He looked back at Gwen and nodded. "Good luck, Gwen."
As he ran off, the three waved him off and Gwen quietly said, "Oh, I hope Jade's okay. Beck loves her so much."
"Not enough, apparently," Tori muttered under her breath.
"What was that?" Gwen asked Tori.
"Oh, nothing! My name is Tori and my delightfully awkward friend here is Robbie."
"I'm still Gwen," the blonde said, smiling at the two. "Beck has told me so much about you guys... I'd love to chat more, but my interview is in half an hour. Can you lead me to Principal Eikner's office now?"
"Follow me," Tori politely said as she and Robbie took their places by Gwen's side and led her inside.
"Can I touch your hair?" Gwen asked Robbie, staring at his hair with fascination.
"No, you may not," Tori calmly said, leading her through the back entrance to the school.
Jade was seated in Sikowitz's classroom, currently alone, as it would be a few minutes before class actually started. She was texting Cat, who had apparently gotten André off her and Mikey's (who she was still referring to as Sparklepants McGee) trail somewhere in the auditorium.
"Jade!" a familiar voice bellowed as she heard loud footsteps running towards the classroom. She put her phone down on the empty seat next to her for a moment and turned to face the door. Just then, her boyfriend burst through the door, looking like he had just run a marathon.
"Hey," she plainly greeted, standing up and walking over to him. "You get your dad's ointment?"
Beck didn't bother to give her a fake answer. He merely rushed over to her and gave her the most passionate kiss he had given her in quite a while. Jade was confused, but she sure wasn't complaining. After their lips separated, he faintly said, "Thank God..."
Before he could finish, Jade asked, "What, is your dad's rash that bad?"
"No," Beck heaved, slowly regaining his breath. "I'm so glad you're awake."
Jade raised a pierced eyebrow. "Well, class hasn't started yet, but you may continue to make out with me until I doze off."
"What? No, I was just worried." He hugged her tightly and said, "A blow to the head like that had to have been painful."
"... What are you talking about?"
"Oh, God, you've lost your memory," Beck said, eyes widening in terror. "That textbook Sikowitz threw at you must have been huge..."
"The only one who has brain damage here is you. Now what the chizz are you talking about?"
"Uh… Robbie got a text saying Sikowitz hit you in the head with a Geology textbook," Beck slowly said, his relief being washed away with confusion.
"I haven't even seen Sikowitz yet today," Jade told him, gently pushing him off of her. "And besides, what would Sikowitz be doing with a textbook? Normal teachers use textbooks."
"But... Why would Sinjin send Robbie a text saying that?"
"Sinjin's cell phone has been busted for two weeks," Jade told him.
"What? How did it break?"
"It broke when I threw it out the window."
"... Why did you-"
"It's Sinjin. Trust me, you don't want to know the reason."
"Wait... So Sinjin never sent that text?"
"Somebody give the man a prize," Jade sarcastically muttered.
"But why would Robbie lie about that?" Beck asked, more confused than ever. "And why did Tori go along with it? She was looking over Robbie's shoulder the whole time."
Jade looked off in space for the moment, sensing that something was amiss. "Something's up with those two." Jade started, walking towards the door. "The question is... What?"
Tori and Robbie were standing side by side, smugly smiling with their arms crossed over their chests. The duo looked at each other and nodded in approval. They had completed their mission.
Gwen the skunkbag was seated in a chair in the middle of the Black Box Theater. Normally, that wouldn't have been anything special... Except for the fact that she was tied to the chair by her legs and torso and her hands were tied behind her back. Now why wouldn't she yell for help? Well, she sure was trying. Too bad the duct tape that had been slapped over her mouth was reducing her screams to mere muffles.
"Mission accomplished," Tori victoriously said, high-fiving Robbie. "Now let's find Beck and confront him about this..." As she headed for the exit, she waved at Gwen, ignoring her squirming and the wild fear in her eyes. "Bye, Gwenny!"
Robbie began to follow her, but he stopped in front of her and crouched down to be on her eye level. "Um, just for the record, I sort of didn't think it would get this far, but I figured there was no backing out after this resulted in kidnapping... I just like being a part of stuff. Peer pressure is jank."
Gwen responded by attempting to scream through her duct tape and she rapidly blinked while doing so.
"And I still think you're a total super mega fox," he added, smiling his geeky little smile.
Gwen stopped struggling and screaming. Not because she was touched, but because she was both disgusted and horrified. If she had been able to, she probably would have thrown up on him.
Robbie stood back up. "Well, we'll come back to untie you... Eventually." With those parting words, he was out the door to catch up with Tori.
After the door shut, Gwen was back to trying to scream and wiggle around, as if escape was possible. This went on for a while longer before the door opened once again.
Sinjin walked inside the theater, carrying a few extension cords. He had barely stepped foot into the room before he noticed the bound and gagged girl. He dropped the extension cords in a stupor. They looked at each other for at least ten seconds, and all Gwen could do was observe the strange young man, who was looking at her as if she was the first girl he had ever seen.
After he ogled her for several more seconds and Gwen looked uneasily at him, Sinjin looked up to the Heavens and whispered, "Thank you, Santa Claus."
Before you think Gwen is some sort of OMG every boy in the whole world loves her and she's so super sexy Mary Sue, just remember who fell for her. Robbie and Sinjin. They creep on every girl with a pulse. Gwen has a pulse too.
Hope you enjoyed the chapter! I can't promise that the next one will be as quick, but I'll try my best!
