Chapter 3: A Shocking Arrival
It was the next day and Yasmin was walking to her Journalism class at Taunton, with her new best friend, Peyton. "So are you covering the football game this after for the newspaper?" Peyton asked. "I hope so," Yasmin answered. "If I don't have to go to the doctor with Melanie." She secretly hoped that she didn't, so she could cover the soccer game: Taunton vs. Winsdown. The two walked into the classroom, and saw Jake, sitting at their table. "Good day mates." he greeted. "Hello." Peyton greeted. "Hey, dude," Yasmin greeted. "Got that paper finished yet?" "Almost," Jake answered. "I have, about, two paragraphs left." "Good," Peyton said, giving him a high-five. "We wouldn't want Mr. Duncan to fail you." "Wouldn't be the first time a teacher's failed me." Jake said. They all laughed. "So guess what I heard?" Peyton asked. "Oh gosh," Jake said, sitting back. "Time for the gossip." "Shut up," Yasmin said. "Now what did you hear, Peyton?" "I heard that Max likes me." Peyton answered, full of excitement. "So cool." Yasmin said, smiling at her friend. Max was the gang's super-cute friend, well, super-cute to mainly Peyton. He was on the boys' soccer team with Jake, which often practiced the same day as the girls. Yasmin had tried many times to talk Peyton into joining the soccer team, but she wouldn't do it. "Are you guys practicing tomorrow?" Jake asked as he watched their Journalism teacher walk in. "Yeah," Yasmin answered. "Peyton, come to watch us practice, please." "Okay," Peyton said. "I'll check with my mum." "Okay class, settle down," said the Journalism instructor. "We have a new student joining us today. Please welcome all the way from America, Cloe Smith." Yasmin's head snapped up. No way! Cloe walked in, wearing the Taunton outfit. "No way!" Yasmin screamed inside. "Welcome, Cloe," said the teacher, Mr. Donovan. "Sit right there, with Yasmin, Peyton, and Jake. Yasmin's eyes widened in shock. "That's your former friend," Peyton whispered to her. "What is she doing here? From the way she looks, I already don't like her." "What's she doing here?" Jake asked, whispering. "I don't know," Yasmin whispered back. "I haven't talked to her in months." Cloe sat down and smiled, particularly at Yasmin. Yasmin just looked at her. Cloe was here to ruin her, ruin her time away from Bratz, away from the group. Peyton just looked at her, calling her really, really unladylike names in her head. Jake was rather annoyed with her, and he hadn't even talked to her yet. The class started and went by rather fast. The bell rang and Yasmin got up. She put her bag on her back and scooped up her binder and pencil case. "Hi Yasmin." Cloe greeted to her former friend. Yasmin looked at her, ignored her, and walked out with Peyton and Jake. Cloe caught up to her and said, "Aren't you happy to see me?" Peyton looked back at Yasmin and said, "Yasmin, you coming to the library for Study Hall with me?" Yasmin looked and said, "I'm coming. Hold on. See ya later Jake." "Bye girls." Jake said, heading off to his Physics class. "What are you doing here?" Yasmin asked, Cloe. "We moved here," Cloe answered. "Mom's company moved here, to England. I thought you'd be rather happy." Yasmin rolled her eyes and walked off with Peyton on her heels.
"She's just here to ruin my little time away from Bratz." Yasmin whispered. She and Peyton were in the library, since this was their free, Study Hall period. They were whispering, since it was the library of course. "I just can't believe she's here," Peyton answered. "Did you notice the way she looked at me when I partnered up with you in Journalism for the soccer game coverage?" "Yeah, I noticed it," Yasmin answered, grabbing a pen from her bag. "I just didn't rip her head off because we were in class. "Room for one, more, ladies." said a voice. Yasmin and Peyton looked up and saw Jake. "No way," Peyton said. "How'd you get outta, Physics?" "We're taking a test today," Jake answered, pulling up a chair and sitting down between them. "I finished early, so I asked to come here. Mr. Duncan let me out." "Sweet." Yasmin said, giving him a high five. "So Yasmin," said Jake. "What up with your friend, Cloe? I saw the look on her face when Peyton paired up with you." "She was probably very upset at me." Peyton said. "Who cares." Yasmin said, going back to her book. "Speaking of her," Jake said, looking up. "Here she comes." Yasmin groaned and slumped down, putting the book over her face. "Hey guys," Cloe greeted. "What's up?" "Studying." Peyton answered. "I was just going back to class." Jake said. "Oh no you're not." Yasmin said, grabbing his wrist. "I'll see ya later," Jake said. "Meet you guys later on at lunch, bye." "Later, mate." Peyton said. "Bye." Yasmin said. Jake got up and left out. "So," Peyton said, trying to be somewhat friendly and not lose her cool. "How long have you and Yas been friends?" "Don't try and act all friendly with me," Cloe said. "I could care less about you, or whoever that guy was. The only person I wanna see, is Yasmin." "Alright, you asked for it." Peyton said, abruptly getting up. Yasmin pulled her back down and said, "You are not getting suspended and leaving me to cover that game all by myself." She turned to Cloe and said, "Look, I don't know why you're here, but let me tell you something. What you won't do, is come here and disrespect my best friends. I've made new friends, and moved on from Bratz. You need to try and do the same thing." At that moment, the bell rang. Yasmin got her stuff and headed off to her next class with Peyton.
"I just can't believe she was so rude to me." Peyton said later that day. She and Yasmin were sitting at the lunch table that afternoon, waiting for Jake. After the lunch period, it was an hour of free time for the teachers and students. They could do whatever they want, as long as it complied with the rules of Taunton. "I'd like to see her try and hit you," Yasmin said. "These freshly manicured nails would scrape her eyes out of that clueless little head." "Good afternoon, lovelies." Jake said, sitting down at the table. "Hi." Yasmin and Peyton said together. "So," Jake said. "I heard that you were about to kill Cloe today." "I would've if Yasmin hadn't stopped me." Peyton said, stabbing her meatloaf with her fork. "Someone's mad." Jake said. "I've actually calmed down since study hall." Peyton said. Yasmin and Jake looked at her. "I have." Peyton said, defensively. Yasmin and Jake laughed. "Oh, Yasmin," Jake said, turning to her. "Wanna catch that movie, Friday night?" "Sure." Yasmin answered. Soon, Max came over and sat down, looking rather annoyed. "Uh-oh," Peyton said. "Who needs a hug?" "Me." Max answered, giving her a hug. They let go and Yasmin asked, "What's wrong?" "Mrs. Ashlynne gave me a C minus on my paper." Max answered, putting his head down on the table. "But you worked forever on that." Peyton said. "That's exactly what I said," Max said, looked at his friends. "But she just said, 'You didn't include enough details, so that's why you got the C.' I know I added plenty of detail." "From what we read," Yasmin said. "You really did add enough." Max took a sip of his water and just shrugged. Yasmin and Peyton got up and dumped their trays. Then the bell rang. "Hey Yasmin," Jake said. "Let's go out to the Picnic area." "Okay," Yasmin said, grabbing her backpack. "Catch ya later, Peyton, See ya Max." "Later." Max and Peyton said. Yasmin and Jake went out to the Picnic area.
"So what movie should we see?" Jake asked Yasmin. They were sitting at a table outside, in the Picnic area. Some students out there too, just talking and studying. "I don't know," Yasmin answered. "What's playing?" "I think Twilight's playing," Jake answered. "I heard that was quite fantastic." "I heard that too," Yasmin said. "Let's see that." "Okay," Jake said. "We should. My mum said that I could take the car if I wanted." "Cool," Yasmin said. "You do know who I'm staying with, right?" "Yeah," Jake answered. "Mel C. Just need her address." Yasmin pulled out a piece of paper and a pen. She wrote down Mel's address and handed it to him. "Got it," Jake said. "I guess I'll be picking you up around, seven." "Sounds good to me," Yasmin said. "I have an idea. Maybe we can double date with Max and Peyton." "That sounds like a great idea." Jake said. Yasmin smiled and they continued talking. Pretty soon, free period was over and they went to class.
4:00 PM
"And Taunton Academy is in the lead by five points." said the announcer dude. Yasmin and Peyton were on the bottom row of the stands, taking pictures and writing down stuff from the soccer game, to put in the paper. Jake was with them, but he was just watching the game. Taunton had a five point lead over Winsdown, because Terry Anthony had just made a goal. "This is so much fun," Peyton said, practically having to scream so Yasmin could hear over everyone. "I love working for the paper." "I love it too," Yasmin said. "You're right, this is fun." Peyton was looking around, when suddenly, she stopped. She dropped the camera right in her lap. "Peyton," Yasmin said. "What's wrong?" "I can't believe him." Peyton said. Yasmin looked and gasped at what she saw. She saw Cloe, making out with Max. Yasmin knew that Peyton liked him. Cloe even knew that Peyton liked him. Peyton's eyes filled up with tears. She shoved the camera to Yasmin and ran down from the stands. Luckily for them, the game had just gone into half-time, which was about thirty minutes. Yasmin shoved the camera and notepad to Jake and said, "Stay here and watch our stuff. Be right back." She got up and ran down to find Peyton, which wasn't too easy in a skirt and a pair of slippery flats. She checked the girls' bathroom and didn't see Peyton. She finally spotted her behind the bathrooms, crying her eyes out. "Peyton," Yasmin said, zipping up her hoodie and wrapping her arms around herself. "I can't believe this either. It's crazy." "I thought he liked me." Peyton cried, practically about to hyperventilate. "Okay," Yasmin said. "First of all, before you start hyperventilating, you need to calm down. Second, I think that Cloe probably talked him into it." Max soon came over. "Peyton," he said. "What's wrong?" Peyton was too upset to speak. "She saw you and Cloe." Yasmin answered for her. Max took a step back, clearly ashamed. "Peyton," he said. "I'm sorry, really sorry. It's just, that, me and Cloe have a bit of a, connection. I'm really sorry, I actually did like you." He walked off and went to Cloe and Peyton broke down. Yasmin hugged her friend tight. Peyton finally calmed down and she and Yasmin made it back to the stands just in time for the game to start back up. They wrote down more stuff and took lots of pictures, and finally, the game came to an end, with Taunton having a 17-13 victory over Winsdown. She and Peyton gathered up their things and walked down from the stands with Jake. "You gonna be okay, Peyton?" Jake asked. "I just can't believe these, these, boys sometimes," Peyton said, practically about to scream it. "They're just so, so, so stupid." They stopped to talk to Amanda, a girl in their Journalism class. Cloe walked up to them and said, "Sorry Peyton, maybe Max just had more of a connection with me." "That's it!" Peyton screamed. She charged for Cloe but Jake and Yasmin held her back. Cloe smirked and walked off. "I'm gonna rip her head off," Peyton said, straightening her skirt out. "Then, I'm gonna rip her guts out and feed them to my dogs." She was clearly, mad, mad enough to throw up all over Cloe and Max, mainly Cloe. "Come on Peytster," Jake said. "Let's let's all just go." Peyton picked up her bag and walked out to the parking lot with Jake and Yasmin. "See ya both later." Yasmin said. She climbed into Melanie's car and said, "Greetings from Taunton Academy, Melanie." "Hi sport," Melanie said, starting the engine up. "How was it?" "Amazing," Yasmin answered. "We won." "Fantastic," Melanie said, giving her a high five. "You have practice tomorrow, right?" Yasmin nodded. "Gotcha." Melanie said. She pulled out of the parking lot and she and Melanie went home.
"So then, Peyton sees Cloe making out with Max and she like, breaks down." Yasmin said. It was that night and she was filling Melanie in on her day, while she was brushing Melanie's hair, only because she was bored. "Your day is so much more interesting than mine." Melanie said. "That's because you don't know how to have fun like we do." Yasmin joked. She and Melanie laughed. "That is true though," Melanie chuckled. "I am quite boring." "Not to me." Yasmin said, giving Melanie a quick hug. Tom walked in and said, "What you guys up to?" "Nothing," Yasmin answered. "Just telling Mel about my day." Yasmin's phone beeped on the dresser beside Melanie. She looked and saw a text from Peyton. Luckily, she was now finished with Melanie's hair. She picked up her phone and said, "Night guys." "Night." Melanie and Tom said together. Yasmin went down to her room and shut the door. She opened up the text message. It read:
Yasmin:
Guess what Amanda just called me and said? Call me now so I can tell you
-ThePeytster-
Yasmin picked up the phone and dialed Peyton's number. Peyton picked up and answered, "Hello?" "Hey, it's me," Yasmin said. "What did she tell you?" "Okay, this is some really valuable information," Peyton answered. "Amanda said that Cloe and Max were talking about going to the movies this Friday, to see Twilight. They're not gonna do anything but make-out." Yasmin was starting to get an idea. "That's very interesting." she said. "Oh, Yasmin," Peyton said. "What are you thinking now?" "I'll tell ya at school tomorrow," Yasmin said. "Now, I'm about to go to bed. Goodnight." "Night, night." Peyton said. Yasmin hung up the phone and went to bed.
The Next Day: Journalism class
It was the next day and Yasmin was in her journalism class, sitting around her, Peyton, and Jake's table. It was now time for her to tell Peyton and Jake her plan. "Okay," she started explaining. "Since me and Jake are going to see Twilight this Friday, I can take my camera with me. My camera has night vision, so it can take pictures in the dark. I can get a picture of them kissing, and sell it to the Daily Mail. That'll teach her to mess with my Peytster." "I love that idea," Peyton said. "That'll teach that, that, thing, to mess with me." "Great idea, Yasmin," Jake said. "No one messes with our Peyton and gets away with it." They each gave Yasmin a high five. Soon, Cloe came over and sat down. Peyton didn't say anything. She just pulled out her notebook, ready to get her and Yasmin's next assignment, since they were practically the head reporters for the school's newspaper, The Taunton Talker. "Yasmin, Peyton," said Mr. Donovan. "I got the e-mail of the article, and I saw the game's pictures on the school's MySpace page. Great, great, great shots. They were fantastic, and a fantastically put together article. Ready for your next assignment?" "Totally ready." Yasmin answered. "Okay," said Mr. Donovan. "You are to cover, the girls' tennis match next Wednesday, and the boys' hockey game next Thursday. Can you handle them both?" "Yeah," Peyton answered. "Totally." "We got it." Yasmin said. Mr. Donovan nodded and went on with class. After half an hour, the students were dismissed.
That Afternoon: Soccer Practice
Peyton sat on the bench on the side of the soccer field, watching Jake and Yasmin practice with their teams. Right now, they were running 9 laps around the track. Peyton was so into the practice that she was a bit startled when she heard someone go, "Hi Peyton." She jumped and looked up to see Stuart standing over her. "Oh, gosh, hey," she said, taking a deep breath. "You startled me." "Sorry," Stuart said, sitting beside her. "What's up?" "Nothing," Peyton answered, turning back to look at the game. "Just watching this." Stuart nodded, then said, "I heard what happened with Max. You okay?" "Yeah, I guess." Peyton answered. "Well, if it makes you feel any better," Stuart said. "I think he's a jerk for doing that to you." Peyton let out a small chuckle. "Thanks." she said. "So," Stuart said. "What are you doing Friday night?" Just when Peyton was about to answer, she heard Yasmin go, "Hey Peytster." Peyton turned and waved at her friend, who was finishing up her seventh lap. Soon, Jake came by and said, "What up Peytster." She waved again. "Sorry," Peyton said. "What was that?" "What are you doing Friday night?" Stuart asked again. "Nothing," Peyton answered. "Studying for an Academic meet that I have on Saturday. Why?" "Well," Stuart said. "I was wondering if you maybe, wanted to catch a movie Friday night?" Peyton was about to say no, but then remembered that Max and Cloe would be at the movies that same night. But then again, she had Yasmin on that. However, she still needed to get out of the house. "Sure, I'd love to," Peyton answered. "How about we go and see Twilight?" "Cool, I wanted to see that movie anyway." Stuart said. "Maybe, it can be a double date, with Yasmin and Jake," Peyton said. "What do ya say?" "Okay, cool," Stuart answered. "So, double date, Friday night at the movies?" "Totally." Peyton answered. Soon, Yasmin and Jake walked over and sat down. "Oh….my…God," Yasmin said, trying to catch her breath. "9 laps, almost killed me. Jake, catch me." "Don't faint here, Yas," Jake said, taking a sip of water. "I can't hold you up when I can barely hold myself up." "Ew, you guys are so sweaty," Peyton said, laughing. "Get away." "I'm not that sweaty." Yasmin said. She playfully hugged Peyton. She then noticed Stuart and said, "Hey Stuart. What's up?" "Nothing," Stuart answered. "How would you guys like to double date with me and Peyton, Friday night at the movies?" "Totally up for it." Jake answered. "Count us in." Yasmin said. "Seeing Twilight right?" Jake answered. "Yep." Stuart answered. "Okay," Yasmin said. "Cool." Soon, Max walked over. It wasn't long before Yasmin saw Cloe coming over, too. She scoffed and folded her arms across her chest. "Hey Peyton," Max greeted. "How ya doin'?" "Fine," Peyton answered. "And yourself?" "Pretty good," Max answered, wrapping his arm around Cloe, who was now beside him. "Pretty tired now though." He looked at Yasmin, who had a totally disgusted looked on her face. "What's wrong, Yasmin?" he asked. Yasmin looked at him and answered, "Nothing, just really, really, hot out here." She stood up and said, "I'm going back out. Coming Jake?" "Gladly." Jake answered. He and Yasmin ran back out to the field. "I gotta head back out, Angel," Max said to Cloe. "See ya in a few." "Okay." Cloe said. She sat down beside Stuart and watched Max go back out onto the field. "I don't like this girl." Stuart whispered in Peyton's ear. "Neither do I." Peyton whispered back. They watched the rest of the practice in silence and soon, it was over. Yasmin came back over and picked up her stuff. She, Peyton, Jake, and Stuart all walked off of the field. Melanie was waiting for her in the car. Since Jake would have to pick Yasmin up on Friday, and also because he was a really big Mel C fan, she figured that he better meet Melanie in person now. She decided to introduce Peyton and Stuart too, since they were huge fans as well. "Come on," she said. "You guys wanna meet, Melanie?" "Totally." they all answered. Yasmin walked over to Melanie's car with her friends. Melanie got out and said, "Hi everyone." "Peyton, Stuart, and Jake," Yasmin started introducing. "Meet super awesome English singer-songwriter, and my legal guardian, Miss Melanie C." Melanie smiled. "Oh my gosh," Peyton said, barely trying to contain her excitement. "I am such a big fan. I've been a fan ever since Spice Girl days. To me, you were the only one who could sing." "Well that's very flattering." Melanie said. Jake pulled out his copy of Northern Star and asked, "Can you sign this, please?" "Sure." Melanie answered. She signed the CD. Peyton and Stuart also got a picture with her. "Okay gang," Yasmin said. "Gotta go home now. Bye." "Bye." the gang said. They walked off to their parents and Melanie pulled out of the parking lot.
Chapter 3 done. Chapter 4 coming soon…..
