Hey! Sorry I haven't updated in lyk, forever, but here it is!
Disclaimer: IDNOSWAC!
"Hey, have you heard about this?" Bubbles, whom I had learned her real name was Roxie (like that was any better) asked me one morning. I had been in her apartment for a week now, and things were beginning to settle in. She flexed the newspaper. "'Tawni Hart's funeral is this Saturday in Los Angeles, for family and close friends and cast mates only. Nico Harris, Grady Mitchell, Zora Lancaster, Chad Dylan Cooper, and possibly Allison Munroe if possible…'"
I looked up from my Cheerios in shock.
"I mean, that Sonny girl, I can't believe she murdered her own cast mate," Bubbles said, shrugging. "But whatever, I think she should go and leave before someone sees her… or she should flee the country as quickly as possible. She should come to Canada on an escape train with her boyfriend Chad Dylan Cooper helping!" she cried, laughing. "Wouldn't that be a riot?"
I thought for a moment, and said, "Yeah, Bubbles, that'd be hilarious!" I was Jenny Collins, not Sonny Munroe. After pondering this thought for a moment, I said, "Hey, Bubbles, I need to call my mom and see if I can drop over to the States—it's her birthday so I might be out for a bit."
Bubbles, without evening looking up from her compact mirror said, "Sure, when are you coming back?"
"Oh, maybe next week," I said. Then whispered so she couldn't hear, "If I even come back at all."
Sorry it was a short chapter, but more will come!!! :D Please review!!!!
