Congratulations, Oxen D. Y (abbr. name)! You guessed, Lavinia as Terra (I made Terra talkative as a form of situational irony, 'cause, ya'know, as an avox she can't talk). All of your other predictions were spot on as well. I was so impressed, in fact that decided to give you not one, but multiple virtual cookies as an award! In fact, you earned a virtual cookie party!

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P.S- Love your avatar btw.

Another thing, yes I've changed the title and yes I haven't updated in 2-3 months. It's mIrAcLe I was able to update today.

Anyways, here's the third chapter:

Terra's POV:

Good mornin', good mornin'!

We've talked the whole night through,

Good mornin', good mornin', to you!

I groaned and shoved my head under my pillow. I was happy for her and all, but just because she got the part does not mean she can shout the songs over our intercom.

Note to self: disable loud-speaker.

I rolled out of bed to my closet and was just starting to wake up when I noticed Cotta's singing had stopped.

Frowning, I peeked my head out of the door to see the rest of my family huddled at the window. Quickly pulling on some jeans and a sweatshirt, I hurried over to them.

"What's going on?"

"Shh!" my mother hissed.

I shot a quizzical look at Cotta who gave an unconvincing shrug.

"Oh, I just remembered!" she said hurriedly, "I have a, uh, rehearsal in three minutes."

"Ah, yes" my dad said distractedly, "Well hurry up and get over there, don't want to be late."

My sister nodded and dashed out back to get her bike.

I took her place and looked out the window. A black car was parked outside with a man in a suit talking to his phone.

What is Cotta up to?

Cotta POV:

Okay, review the plan:

Step 1- Hide out until the car is pulling away.

Step 2- Follow the car.

Step 3- Think of a third step.

That sounds like a good plan.

So far, I was near the end of step one. It looked like the man was getting into his car. Hearing him rev the engine, I started my bike and started to glide slowly and picked up more speed as the car drove away.

Making sure to trail casually behind the car, I glanced behind me to see if someone was trailing me.

Uh, oh.

What's she doing here?

Following you of course.

Shut up, self.

You should have expected it.

I said quiet!

Tuning out my own thoughts, I yelled back at Terra only ten feet behind me:

"What do you think you're doing?"

"I wanted to see you perform! You do know the school is that way, right?"

"Like I believe that! Your spying on me! I'm so lucky to have such a trusting twin!"

"Maybe not distrustful enough! I knew you were up to something!"

"I'm not doing anything wrong! Your jumping to conclusions!"

"Oh really? Then why are we surrounded by cars?"

"Whaddya mean? What car- oh, no."

In the midst of our argument, we hadn't noticed the three other cars driving slowly behind us until we were trapped on the edge of a bridge.

Terra and I slowed our bikes and stopped in the middle of the cars.

"For the record, I blame you." Terra whispered angrily.

"We don't want to hurt you girls," a woman in business uniform with an eagle emblem on her coat stepped out of her car, "We just want to find out just how much you know."

I muttered a curse word under my breath.

Okay, review the plan:

Step 3-

"Jump!" I yelled, pulling Terra and I into the swirling black water below.

"What are you doing?" she shouted over the wind as we plummeted fifteen feet.

"Improvising!"

So, yeah falling from fifteen feet, mostly likely going to die or worse, miss rehearsal! Directors can be pretty nasty when you miss a meeting. This chapter's kinda short but I'll make up for it by updating much faster.

(P.S. I lost the game :) )