Part 3. – Deal With It
Chapter 08: That's What You Get
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Allison – Day Eight
I sat with Michael on the front steps of my bunk. The Council was ringing the bell for quite a while, and not many people were up.
"So, why aren't you sleepy?" Michael asked me, rubbing his hands together for warmth.
"Actually, I am." I replied, and yawned. I felt pretty cold, too, and snuggled up next to him.
He put his arm around me, and I instantly felt warmth consume me, safety take over. I smiled up at him, then furrowed my eyebrows. "Have I ever told you how hot you are?"
He looked at me and I blushed, realizing what I just said. "I… uh… I mean temperature-wise!" I reasoned, pulling away, feeling cold again.
"Ha-ha." He said, smiling. "So first, you feel like you should kiss me 'coz I'm attractive, then you think I have amazing teeth, and you love how hot – and by hot you mean attractive, again – I am." He announced smugly.
"Shut up." I said, and he pulled me closer, and I buried my face into the crook of his neck.
Bang, bang, bang. We heard, and looked up to the source of the noise.
Greg and Blaine were holding tin lids – the ones we used for cooking – and they were clanging them together like cymbals as an attempt to wake everyone up.
After getting a reasonable amount of people awake, the two sat on the steps of Blue Bunkhouse 1, and Michael and I decided to join them.
"Did you seriously just do that?" I asked, sitting in between Michael and Greg.
"What? Nobody listened when we asked nicely." Greg snorted.
"Yeah, I get the whole banging thing, but did you necessarily need to drag Maggie out of her bunk?"
"While she was still in her sleeping bag?" Michael added.
He looked at Michael and I, and the sissy girl Divad came up to us. "Why the heck did you have to roll all over us while were in our sleeping bags? That hurt! It hurt! We've got nerves!"
At this point, I stood up and looked astonished at Greg. "Seriously?" I asked incredulously, taking my place standing in front of Michael instead.
"Oh, my God, he rolled on my leg! I'll go tell everyone! Ow! I'm a little bitch, ow!" He mocked in a girly voice. A handful of people gathered around now, observing.
Divad was seriously pissed off now, but I couldn't blame her. Did he seriously just say that? Even Blaine was shocked now. Michael stood up and rested against the old pillar Divad held on, mouth hanging.
"Greg! What did you do?" Laurel asked as the council walked up to where we gathered.
"I didn't do shit." Greg said, averting his gaze. Even more people came now.
"You know, everyone's complaining 'coz everyone's hurt and really mad." She said, standing before him.
"Ok, you go get all the people that got hurt." He said, testing her. Jesse stood behind me now, hand on my shoulder, ready to jump in if things got messy.
"We used to respect you, Greg. We thought you deserved the Gold Star, and you have just proved all of us wrong-"
"Everyone needs to shut up and get away from me right now. I'm not kidding."
"You're acting like the village idiot and all." Sophia commented.
"I'm the village idiot? You're the village idiot starting shit, ok? If you're gonna say anything, tell it to my face." He pointed, making Sophia tear and walk away. She looked at me, and I shook my head. 'You're not.' I mouthed to her, and she went on her way.
Greg went into his bunk now, Blaine following – well, Blaine doesn't say much, – shutting mostly everyone out. Taylor attempted to get inside, only to be pushed away even harder.
A new argument started when someone said something – I wasn't sure who because of my growing headache – and Greg opened the window shouting "Hey! No! You don't wanna be treated like shit then get out of my face! You gotta treat me with respect or I'll treat you like fucking shit!"
Some of the younger kids were just watching, and I covered Jimmy's ears. "This is meant to be a family program, not a swearing contest!" I protested, getting angry.
"If everyone here thinks that he's a bad influence, then he's gotta change the way he acts." Eric said aloud.
"If you think I'm a disrespectful person and I don't respect anyone well, fuck you. If you're gonna call me naïve behind my back, why can't you to my face?" Greg said, getting closer to Eric.
They had a very confusing argument which nobody could follow, until I swear I saw Greg pull back his hand for right hook. I pushed Eric backwards just as he threw the punch, which hit me on the abdomen.
"He hit a girl." Mike stated softly.
"Quit it!" I shouted to Greg, pulling him up by the collar of his shirt. Blaine and Jesse pulled him up too, pinning him to the wall. He kept trying to resist but the boys, including my strength as well, refrained him from getting away.
"Have you realized that there are eight, nine, and ten year old kids here? Can't you understand that most of us don't appreciate words like those?" I questioned him, getting all up in his face.
"Get the fuck off of me." He demanded, growling lowly. He was able to wriggle his left hand free, and he slapped me. Hard. To the point that I fell back, only to be caught by my brother inches before I hit the ground. Everyone went silent, noticing the heavy friction in the atmosphere.
"That's my sister!" Jesse exclaimed, helping me to my feet then immediately pinning Greg to the wall again.
"Jess, it's ok. Let him go." I said. He looked at me then let go, dagger eyes to Greg.
"If we, your friends – although, I don't believe we can say we're on those terms right now – can't get to you, I hope your conscience does." I said before walking away towards my bunk.
I lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. Sophia was here with me, and when Jimmy came to tell us that breakfast – no – brunch was ready, we stood up soundlessly.
Sophia and I weren't talking. We weren't really doing anything. We just ate silently, thinking of various Bonanza-related things. Sure we ate with our friends, we just didn't acknowledge them, which I felt ashamed of.
"So, we've been having issues about law and order in Bonanza City, and we think that it's because people have been going to bed late, like ten or later." Mike said after breakfast. "So we went to read the Journal again, and it suggested a curfew."
Some groans were shared, but I just stayed silent. I think this is a great idea. Well, I'm not gonna say that I always go to bed early – in fact, I'm one of them who get to bed at twelve or one – it's just healthier.
"So, be in your bunkhouse by nine-thirty." Mike announced finally, causing commotion.
"People are still working at nine-thirty." I heard Blaine point out. He wasn't lying. That time when we had chicken for dinner? Yeah, Sophia, Morgan, Jesse, Greg, Blaine, Michael, Zach, Kennedy, and I ended up cleaning the Mess Hall until ten-thirty.
Most of the older kids pushed for a later curfew, like ten o'clock, and the younger kids just remained silent.
"Quiet!" Taylor commanded. "Nine-thirty is our curfew. If anybody has a problem with it, just deal with it."
"Okay, it's freaking curfew get over it! Be at your bunks by nine-thirty, period! Drop the subject!" Colton shouted.
"Thank you! Gosh, I really don't get why everyone's getting so riled up about it." I said, resting my face on my arms on the table.
"Ok, go!" The Council said. "Leave!"
Michael, Hunter, and I were at the pump, filling our buckets and barrels for the third time this morning.
"You took a mighty blow there, Aly." Hunter said, referring to the incident this morning.
"Yeah, if you didn't stop Jesse from pounding him, I totally would have." Michael commented, loading the carts already.
"Me, too."
I stayed silent for a while. "Yeah, well. It's fine. I mean, like, I didn't want the whole thing to get more violent than it already was." I said, helping load.
"But it did." Michael stated, as we were heading for town again.
"What happened when I left?" I asked, carrying two buckets again, as usual.
"Your brother shouted at Greg for what he did to you, and threatened him." Hunter said. "Said that if he ever acted up like this again, or if he hurt you – or anyone in this town for that matter, - then Jesse will make sure that Greg was sorry for even looking him in the eye."
"He seriously said that?"
"Mmhmm." Michael nodded.
"Oh, my God."
"Yeah, even I'm scared to look at him in the eye now." Hunter mentioned. We were near town, and as soon as we filled up the tank, we headed for Green Bunk 1.
Everyone else was there now, including the youngsters. "Hey." I said, sliding next to Jimmy, Michael sitting beside me.
Just as we settled, the door opened, revealing a very happy Zach Kosnitzky. "Sorry to interrupt, but, Hunter, d'you wanna come? Colton and I are gonna go cow chasing."
Hunter nodded, got up and left.
"Be safe, you three, ok?" I told them, and they replied "Yes."
"You're such a mom." Eric commented.
"I've been raised to be careful… even if I'm such a klutz." I said, smiling.
"Who wants to play Truth?" Laurel asked.
A/N: Okay, so here's the thing. I just recently finished reading Sarah Dessen's "The Truth About Forever" and I kind of borrowed the whole truth game thing. So, here it is: The Amazing Sarah Dessen kind of partially created the sub-plot for the next scene.
"I do!" I said, along with Sophia, Kennedy, and Morgan.
"What's Truth?" The boys asked.
"It's like Truth or Dare but without the dare part." Sophia explained.
"Isn't that just basically talking?" Michael pointed out.
"No." I said, prolonging the 'o'. "You really have to say the truth."
"So why not just play Truth or Dare? More variety."
"But it's like, okay to lie in Truth or Dare. To tell the truth isn't the first on the rules. In Truth, to tell the truth is the only rule, so if you lie, you're out."
"How would you know if I'm lying or not?"
"I don't." I admitted truthfully after a moment of thinking. "It's all about trust."
He thought about this carefully, I could tell.
"Let's just start the game." Morgan said. "Who was your first crush and when did you have it?" Sophia was on Morgan's right, so she answered first.
"Your question asks who was my crush." Sophia said.
"Yeah."
"But I've never had any."
"Liar! I totes know who it is." I said.
"Oh yeah? Who, then?" Soph asked, testing me.
"GREG." I spat. She looked at me, horrified.
"Wha-?"
"That's crazy. Sophia with Greg?" Morgan clarified.
"It's totes Greg. They were talking to each other the whole time last night." I stated my observation.
"They fought."
"Sure, at the end. But I had my eye on them for a long time." I grinned. "You should've seen her hanging onto every word he said."
At this, Sophia turned a bright red hiding her face in the hood of her jacket.
"TOLD YA." I said, smirking. To Sophia's right was Eric, his turn to answer.
"And this is incredibly ironic because the two of you were just arguing with him earlier." Morgan said, smiling.
"I had crush on this girl in third grade. Her name is Annabelle." Eric said, straightforward.
And next to Eric, was Campbell. "Umm… I have a crush on… Mallory…" he said shyly.
"AWWWWWWWWWW!" I squealed, hugging him. "HOW CUTE IS THAT?"
"Mal's a cutie patootie!" Morgan exclaimed.
"Yeah, adorable. Your secret's safe with us." Laurel sighed. "Next."
Jimmy looked at me. "I don't have a crush." He said.
I hugged him, saying, "Good. I'm not allowing you to date 'til you're twenty-one."
"Ha-ha." Everyone laughed good-naturedly.
My turn to give my answer. Michael wasn't my first crush, so, that's good. Don't reveal anything that'll just ruin it.
"I had crush on this guys who I've known since forever. His name is Bryce…" I said, remembering how adorable he looked as a baby.
Michael – Day Eight
Aly hugged Jimmy, saying, "Good. I'm not allowing you to date 'til you're twenty-one."
"Ha-ha." Everyone laughed.
It was Aly's turn to give her answer. I doubted that I was her first crush, so, yeah. Brace for the worst.
"I had crush on this guy who I've known since forever. His name is Bryce…" She said, almost dreamily. Okay, yeah. I'm jealous.
"Your turn, Superman." Aly said, smiling at me. Regardless of my jealousy, If she's happy, I'm happy.
"Well…" I started. I had a crush on this girl from my class before… Zara. She's really pretty…" I said, and remembered how in third grade, we would hold hands and hide in the jungle gym in the playground.
"Oooo like the shop." Aly grinned, though I noted that it was a pretty dull one.
Allison – Day Eight
"…Zara. She's really pretty…" Michael said, entering his own reverie.
"Oooo like the shop." I commented, crumbling inside.
Since Hunter left his spot beside Michael, it was Laurel's turn.
"Justin DeNiro. He was such a cutie in second grade." She gushed.
Morgan nodded, satisfactorily, and passed the torch to Sophia.
"Okay… Honestly, how do you want to see yourself 20 years from now?" Sophia finally let out.
"You're the deep-thinking type." I commented, grinning.
"I wanna see myself in Congress." Eric stated, smiling nonchalantly.
I laughed.
I laughed pretty darn hard.
"You? In congress? Yeah, right. By the way, by the time I'm thirty-four, yeah, I'd have been married to Michael Jackson." I said, still laughing.
"Anything can happen. And, hey, Michael Jackson's dead." Eric pointed out.
A/N: I'm using current stuff... okie? So, like, don't be shocked if I use updated stuff rather than old ones :D
"Yeah, and so will Congress if you enter the picture." I snorted. I know I'm being mean, but he totes deserves this after being such a butt head.
"Don't gotta be mean."
"HATERS GON' HATE, ERIC." I spat, getting mad. 'Effing hormones.
"Chill, Aly, chill." Michael said, resting his hand on mine. At his touch, I relaxed, then frowned apologetically.
"Sorry. Hormones." I said to Eric, massaging my temples.
"It's okay. I mean, girls are like that, right?" He said, grinning.
"Oh, here we go again." I heard Michael mutter, shaking the golden waves on his head then resting his chin on his hand. I saw Sophia nod.
"And what do you mean by that?" I tested.
"Girls are just scientifically weaker than men, thus concluding that girls have a higher risk of losing it easier than boys."
"Are you saying that I'm weak?!" I exclaimed, ready to lunge. Michael got up, alarmed, and held my shoulders.
"Actually, yeah." Eric said.
"For your information, I beat like, all the guys on the boys' football team last year in a game!" Just as I moved a little closer to him, Michael squeezed my shoulders, and pulled me back. "Calm down. You're better than that." He whispered in my ear.
I counted to ten, and Michael backed off knowing I cooled down.
A/N: Okay, I know that this scene is pretty crappy, just bear with me. Aly isn't a Mary Sue. She has feelings, and she can bitch out if she wants to.
"God, Eric. Fix yourself." I said, leaning on a stilt of wood. "You're the one person besides my brother who can get me to all-rage mode so quickly." I grunted, crossing my arms and massaging my temples.
"You started it."
"No, you did!" I pointed out. "How could you be such a bully?"
"I'm not-"
"Ugh. Never mind." I said, and left the bunk. What a crap head.
I walked to the dry goods store and saw Madison, Markelle, and Emilie holding down the fort.
"Hey, guys." I greeted as I entered, sitting on one of the tables.
"Hey Aly!" Emilie said, coming up to me and giving me a big hug enthusiastically. "Wouldn't you be in the Saloon? That's a better hang-out place."
"Too mainstream." I smirked. "I just wanted to get away from people for a sec."
"Talk to daddy." Markelle smiled, sitting on the seat next to me, and Madison next to him.
"Eric –"
"Ok, I've heard enough." Markelle stated, making me laugh.
"Yeah, Eric's kind of a beef head." Madison said quietly.
I nodded. "He just doesn't know when to stop. He keeps discriminating girls and I just get fed up with his cocky attitude."
"That's Eric for ya." Markelle concluded. "Allison, you know that no matter how many times people try to get you down, you gotta defend yourself. There are a billion other people like Eric in this world who will want to send you spiraling down, but you don't gotta listen to them. You're strong enough to stand up for yourself."
For someone who was younger than me, Markelle sure was brill. "Thanks, Markelle." I said, and gave him a hug before he returned manning the cashier.
"No problem." He smiled. "So, are you getting anything?"
Michael – Day Eight
"Chill, Aly, chill." I said, resting my hand on hers. I sensed her relax, and she frowned apologetically.
"Sorry. Hormones." She said to Eric, massaging her temples.
"It's okay. I mean, girls are like that, right?" He said, grinning.
"Oh, here we go again." I said shaking my head in disapproval, and Sophia agreed.
"And what do you mean by that?" Aly tested.
"Girls are just scientifically weaker than men, thus concluding that girls have a higher risk of losing it easier than boys."
"Are you saying that I'm weak?!" Aly said, ready for the lunge. I got up, alarmed, and held her down by placing my hands on her shoulders.
"Actually, yeah." Eric said.
"For your information, I beat like, all the guys on the boys' football team last year in a game!" Aly announced, getting closer. And as she did, I gave her a soft squeeze on her shoulders.
"Calm down. You're better than that." I whispered to her.
I backed off knowing she cooled down a bit.
"God, Eric. Fix yourself." Aly said, leaning on a stilt. "You're the one person besides my brother who can get me to all-rage mode so quickly." She muttered, crossing her arms.
"You started it."
"No, you did!" She said pointedly. "How could you be such a bully?"
"I'm not-"
"Ugh. Never mind." She said, and left the bunk.
"God, Eric, quit picking on her!" Morgan demanded, frustrated.
"Take it easy on her! Do you get like, some sick feeling of contentment when you hurt people's feelings?" Sophia asked, also infuriated.
"Hey, just speaking the truth." Eric said, raising his hands up in defense.
"That's not the truth! That's bull!" I said, minding my language considering the two younger ones were here. "You discriminated the whole female population."
"Well, people do it everyday." Laurel said. "Besides. What a cry baby."
"No she's not!" Jimmy stood, defending Aly. "She wasn't crying! You and Eric are just plain bullies. You don't care if people get hurt."
"Yeah! You guys are so mean. I can't believe you guys. Eric, you're older than Aly, so you're supposed to be a big brother type. And Laurel, seriously? You're our leader! I'm out." Campbell said.
"Yeah, let's go, Campbell. I don't wanna be around bullies." Jim said, too, leaving the room with Campbell.
Morgan groaned in frustration, leaving as well with Kennedy in tow.
"Some fun this was!" Sophia exclaimed loaded with sarcasm, crawling onto her sleeping bag.
"Well, it's not my fault girls are so emotional." Eric said, standing up.
"Stop talking about her that way! Stop talking about girls like that! It's cruel, offending, discriminating, and wrong!" I shouted at him, balling up my fists.
"Laurel, please don't tell me that you think Aly's like that."
She looked up at me, and stood. "If you don't want me to, then I won't." She said, batting her eyelashes.
I rolled my eyes. "Have an own opinion?" I suggested, and left the bunk with Sophia.
"That girl loves you more than a monkey loves bananas." Sophia said quietly as we headed for the saloon.
"Who?" I asked, thinking of Aly.
"Laurel." She smiled, then said, "I bet you wanted me to say Aly."
I blushed a little, and nodded. "You can read me like an open book."
She laughed. "Please, Michael, everyone can tell." She grinned.
"Is it that noticeable?"
"More noticeable than black paint on white canvas." She said as we sat together on the steps of an unknown building. "But Michael, I mean, I get that you like Aly and all-"
"I sense a 'but' heading my way."
"-but you've only known her for a week… Just take it easy, ok? I mean, Kid Nation isn't exactly meant to be a dating service." She giggled.
"Yeah, I know. I came here to prove myself. Besides, I think I'll be stuck in the Friend Zone for a while…"
"Ooh… That's bad. She said that, huh?"
"Yeah." I sighed, looking down. "Michael, you're a great friend." I replayed.
"But she likes you."
"Yeah, as a friend."
"No like, like-likes you."
"Hey, weren't you the one who said I should slow down?" I chuckled. "Besides, how would you know?"
"A woman just knows, Mike, my boy." She smiled. "Besides, we were talking about it before. She said no, but she was obviously lying."
"How-"
"She was blushing so hard and if she smiled any wider her cheeks would've exploded."
"Wow. Aren't you the exaggerator?" we laughed.
"Love can do strange things, Michael, really." She smiled, standing. "Hey, continue telling Eric off, ok? I liked it when he was more of a lover not a fighter." She laughed.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Leaving you to think about everything. Bye."
"Hey, thanks, Soph." I said, hugged her, and watched her go.
Forty days. Should be long enough.
Sophia – Day Eight
A/N: I'm MONDO excited for this segment. Never been in Sophia's POV before! Now let's see… What's on her mind?
Things are so screwed up in this town. I thought to myself as I walked in broad daylight.
There's more drama then I thought there would be. But, that's a good thing, right? Keeps the show entertaining, moreover our stay here. I wonder if this'll snowball and evolve into something bigger soon… Then again, I really hate drama.
Aly and Michael would look really cute together, plus, they're perfect for each other! They're both so funny, smart, generous, etcetera, etcetera. I just hope that Aly would stop listening to Eric and for Eric to keep his thoughts to himself…
And then there's that thing a while ago. Greg? Really…? I could do better… I mean… Who knew that I'd go for the whole 'bad boy' type? Not me.
"H-hey Sophia." I heard someone disrupt my thoughts. I turned around and looked up to see the face that I've grown to adore.
"Hey, Greg." I smiled, I was just thinking about you.
"So, hey, I had fun last night." He smiled.
"Yeah?" I said. "I mean- Yeah! Yeah, me too."
"Yeah, you were a great dat- company. You were good company." He said.
I half-heartedly smiled. "Yeah… thanks."
"Yeah, I'm sorry we fought. It was stupid. I mean, yeah, there was no point in it. I guess that it was post-stress from party planning, or whatever. And also for today about the whole 'village idiot' thing." He said, playing his foot around the dirt.
"Yeah, me too. And, I forgive you."
"Ok, well, thanks. See ya." He waved, walking away.
"See ya." I replied.
Stupid! Stupid Sophia! "Yeah? You had a good time with ME?" He said he did! Why did you have to question yourself?! Ugh. I mentally scolded myself. My mind is a bottomless pit of stupidity and criticism…
Now… Hey, look, it's Laurel…
"Hey, Sophia! Listen, sorry about a while ago." She greeted, coming over.
"Hi." I nodded, smiling crookedly, not really in the mood for her… bitchiness right now.
"Ohh emm, wasn't the party last night just awesome?" She said, dragging out her sentence to make her sound 'cool'.
"Yep. Sure was." I said unenthusiastically, shoving my hands further down my pockets.
"But it would've been better if it was just us Green. Although, maybe not so much on Aly."
"What's your deal, Laurel?" I snapped at her, making her jump.
"Nothing! It's just…"
"No! You continuously bash on her when she's done nothing wrong! Even to the other districts! It's completely sickening and embarrassing!"
She stayed silent for a while. "Watch your tongue." She warned, and walked away.
So help me, God.
Allison – Day Eight
I left the dry goods store five minutes after I went in and headed back for my bunk. I noticed that the Yellows were making a mess in the kitchen, and I didn't want anything to stir up so I just went on my way.
Lord, please get them out of the kitchen.
I went in and nobody was in there. I changed to my show down clothes. Soon after the other girls came in to do the same.
"Hey, Aly. You alright?" Kennedy asked.
"Just peachy." I said. "Well, suit up, I am not allowing ourselves to be laborers for a third time." I waited for the rest of the town to get ready and we all had our little pep talks.
"You good?" Michael asked me quietly as Laurel spoke. I smiled back at him.
"Yeah."
"Okay, good."
As Laurel finished, I looked at Michael. "Race ya to the showdown!"
"Bring it!" He said, and we positioned ourselves before everyone else. "Ready…" He announced.
"SPAGHETTI!" I exclaimed, taking off. He went on after me thinking that I was gonna say 'Set' and 'Go'. But hey, if you wanna win, you gotta win.
Michael was a pretty fast runner. He caught up to me and even started pulling ahead.
"You cheater!" He laughed, as we ran together.
"Don't you mean winner?" I said, pushing harder. "Eat my dust, Thot!" When we reached the site, Jonathan looked at us, amused.
"So, what, we only have two participants?" He asked jokingly.
"Race. I. Beat. Him." I said, in between breaths.
"No way… you cheated…" He took a deep breath clutching his chest. "Can't. Breathe."
"Don't be a wuss, Michael!" I said, laughing. A camera guy handed us water bottles and we downed them. Michael even poured some on his face.
"Well, aren't you two adorable?" He said, snickering.
We waited a minute for everyone else to arrive, and Jonathan started with the introductions for the challenge.
He was saying that we had to round up sheep.
"Woahhhhh." We were saying. Some of us worked with animals at home while some city folk – like me – don't.
He said that we had to get the sheep with the Aces of our team colors. The team needs three Aces to be Upper Class.
"Good luck out there." Michael said.
"Yeah, you too." I said. I read about sheep before. They used to be my favorite animals. You have to go slow around them.
The council members went up to their podiums as the rest went to the herding area – or whatever you call it.
"On your mark, get set, GO!" John cried, and we poured in to the sheep pen.
Everyone went running around like crazy as Hunter, Michael, Sophia, and I waited for Laurel to say the first sheep.
"OPAL! OPAL! GET OPAL! WHITE WITH A BLACK FACE! OPAL!"
Everyone was running around madly. Crazy.
Did I mention we only had five minutes?
Sheep are actually really fast. You have to be calm around them. I was looking for Opal, walking slowly, and I found myself in a little corner of sheep.
So far it was Blue vs. Yellow. Red and Green were down to nothing.
"Nope, not here." I shouted to Michael, and he nodded, and continued searching for her with the others.
"JUNIOR! SOPHIA! JUNIOR! J-R!" Laurel said, trying to get a move on.
I was being pushed around by the group of sheep, and decided to get out of there when I saw that Yellow had two Aces now.
"OPAL, JUNIOR! WHERE ARE YOU?" I cried desperately. No way am I letting the brats get Upper Class.
"GUYS, I SEE HIM! RIGHT THERE!" I signaled and Morgan, Sophia, Eric, and Michael looked to where I was pointing.
Hunter and I were chasing after Junior, but he got to her first and handed the Ace over to Kennedy.
Now both Yellow and Blue had two, and both Red and Green had one.
We were basically just looking around dumbly, trying to spot two of our sheep.
And then Yellow won 'coz of Colton.
"Ugh! Come on, pick up the pace!" Laurel exclaimed from her post. "SARA! Get SARA!"
I was looking with Michael, and he spotted her. He grabbed the card, and ran back to base, then rejoined me again. "You found one!" I said, and we shared a quick hug.
I LOVE Green.
Except for Eric.
And Laurel.
Oh yeah, Blue got Merchants.
"COME ON, I DO NOT WANT TO BE HAULING WATER FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE LET'S GO!" I shouted, frantically looking around, bumping into Jimmy and Campbell.
"Found Opal?" I asked, and they shook their heads, still searching.
I felt some drops of water fall on my face and noticed the sky darken. It's gonna rain?
"I see her! I see her!" Morgan shouted, pointing at Opal.
I started running after it, trying to make it run into one of my teammates.
In the process of doing that, Red got their second Ace. Which means, of course, that Mrs. Nice Girl has left the building.
I tackled the thing, and next thing I knew, I was riding on it's back.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I cried, horrified.
"OH MY GOD! ALY!" Sophia shouted, running after me.
"Is Aly riding that sheep?" Jonathan announced, and everyone turned to look.
"I'M FEELING A LITTLE SICK OVER HERE!" I said, in between the galloping of the sheep. I was slipping off, and I was reaching for the card. While it was still running.
"ALY!" Michael and Hunter said, trying to go in front of the sheep and me.
But it dodged them, and almost sent me flying. But I held on, grabbed the card, and let go. I tumbled on the ground and Campbell and Jimmy came running to me asking if I was alright.
"Here! Give it to Kennedy!" I said, and pushed the two off to race for Cooks.
"GREEN! Out of the labor class! You're the cooks!" heard Jonathan say, and EVERYONE cheered.
I just smiled, panting on the ground.
"Are you alright?" Of all people – Eric asked me, helping me up.
"Ecstatic." I said, and we started to walk back to them.
"Hey sorry for being such an ass."
"Language." I reminded him, and smiled. "Eric! Who cares? We're not laborers!" I said, and we hugged each other.
Michael, Sophia, Hunter, Morgan, Kennedy, Jimmy, and Campbell came running to me and we all shared a huge hug.
"OH MY GOD YOU DID IT, ALY! WE'RE NOT LABORERS!" Kennedy shouted, and us girls jumped up and down.
"YOU WERE ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE! Are you hurt, though?" Morgan said with concern.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Just a scrape and whatever but look at us! WE WON'T BE CLEANING TOILETS!"
I felt like Queen of the World for a moment until Laurel tapped my shoulder from up on her post.
"You saved us. You were amazing, Aly." She smiled.
I smiled back, not letting any feelings get in the way of this moment. "Thanks."
Thirty seconds left on the clock, we cheered Red on until Markelle, Divad, and Emilie got their Ace.
We won the reward!
"Very well done, Pioneers!" Jonathan said, as we exited the pen. "Especially to Aly and Markelle, of course."
Everyone clapped and cheered, facing either one of us.
"Aly, how did it feel riding a sheep?"
I smiled and said. "Oh, you know, I do it all the time." I waved, and we all laughed. "No, but seriously, I could've spilled some serious brunch over there… Who comes up with the showdowns?"
"And Markelle, ever thought about taking up wrestling?"
"I don't know, maybe?" We joked around.
I love these guys to death.
"So, Yellows! You guys are Upper Class!"
They cheered. Not Red, Blue, and Green.
"Now, I know that you guys have been trying to bring a little order to Bonanza City with a curfew. But I'm curious… is there any other part of Bonanza City that needs order?"
"Kitchen!" Kelsey answered.
"Right, the kitchen. The reward you guys, is about getting order in the kitchen. And as always, it's a choice. Your first option: A frontier microwave!"
He said revealing an old-looking microwave.
"Well, he sounded like one of those people from the Home Shopping network." I said, and Sophia snorted.
"Oh!" Some cheered.
"And we'll also throw in a barrel of cocoa." Jonathan said, and we cheered even louder.
"That's choice number one. Now who wants to see choice number two?"
We cheered him on.
"Okay! Choice number two: FORTY HOT PIZZAS!" He announced, revealing delivery bags with the words HOT PIZZA on them. "Pizzas! With every topping you could imagine."
We went wild. I swear, it was actually scary. Some people were already pink in the face.
I on the other hand, remained composed. "Woot woot." I said, but still wanting the microwave.
"Council! Take walk, talk it out, then come back with your decisions, ok?"
"PIZZAS!" Some shouted.
"MICROWAVE!" Others did.
"Pizzas are only gonna last us like, an hour, what with Jesse, Greg, Blaine, Michael, Eric, and the rest of the boys here." I said to Sophia and Kennedy.
"I am appalled!" Michael said, feigning shock. "But yeah, that's so true."
"Plus, the microwave will last us the rest of the thirty-two days we've got here." Morgan pointed out, popping into conversation.
"I just hope they make the right choice." Kennedy said.
"Well, I hope they picked the right leaders." I said.
"So let's say there's a re-election – wait, no, just election. You'd run?" Sophia asked me.
"Maybe. If I want to. But right now, I'd rather not add more drama, confusion, and problems into my life." I stated, as the council returned.
"We chose the frontier microwave and the cocoa." Taylor spoke, and most "BOOS" we being shared.
Green District, on the other hand, cheered.
Except for Eric, of course.
Some of the people reactions were too funny. I saw Mike about to cry.
I felt bad for him, but seriously? Crying over pizza? Michael, Eric, Laurel, and I were sharing silent laughter.
Taylor took the stage and tried to shut everybody up.
"QUIET!" She shouted in her squeaky ten-year-old voice, and everyone stopped.
"What a rude little fart." I commented silently, Michael and Eric smiling.
Taylor gave her explanations as to why they did what and everyone went wild again.
She tried to keep them quiet, and it was too funny even Jonathan started chuckling.
I just zoned out and covered my ears. This place can get really noisy sometimes, you know?
I walked up to Jonathan, thinking this wouldn't end soon. "Can I go back now? I'm getting a serious migraine."
He smiled kindly at me. "Yeah, I've noticed that. What's wrong? Is it your-"
"Nooo. I don't know. Just... I just get a really bad headache."
"Ok then. Yeah, go ahead. Rest. See you." He said, giving me a pat in the back.
"Thanks, John." I said, saluting.
As I headed back for town, a voice came up from beside me.
"Hey, mind if I walk with you?" it asked.
I turned around and smiled. "No problem, stranger."
"Yeah, sorry we haven't spoken in a while. Shifts, friends and all."
"No problemo, Jesse. I mean, I kinda like it. More space. Not like at home where I have to see that hideous face every hour of the day." I laughed.
"Ha-ha." He said sarcastically. "So how've you been? Congratulations on traumatizing a sheep! Oh yeah, and getting something that isn't Laborers." He chuckled, putting his arm around my shoulders.
I leaned into his shoulder, giggling. "Yeah, there should be such thing as a sheep rodeo." We laughed loudly, and did that thing that wheezing thing people do after a laugh. "I've been good. Now that I'm the hero, Laurel and Eric are nice to me."
"They picked on you?" he asked with concern.
"Kinda. But I think it's more of a green-eyed-monster thing. So I'm totally fine with it."
"Tell me."
I looked up at him, and he looked down at me. "Well I think Laurel's jealous of the friendship I have with Michael. I think she thinks that it's a romantic one…"
"Well, isn't it?"
"No. And as if I'll tell you."
"I'm your brother. It was in our job description that we have to be over-protective, ok?" He said, laughing airily.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." I said.
A moment of silence passed between us. We were now entering town.
"Do you like him? Michael, I mean." He finally asked.
"Well, of course. What's not to like?" I responded.
"Do you like him in the… romantic sense?" He asked, careful not to make me do anything that would make him regret.
I thought for a while. "You're my brother, I trust you. Honestly, I think I do. He's smart, nice, funny, sweet, and over-all amazing."
"Don't get all mushy on me now." He said, raising his hands up.
"Jess." I said, seriously. "It's just that he's a really great friend. I don't want to ruin that. Sophia, Morgan, and Kennedy keep telling me that he likes me back, but I can't believe them until he says so himself." I said, as we sat on the front steps of the saloon.
"Can't? Or won't?"
"Both." I concluded.
"Well, Aly, Michael's a great guy. Even I can see that. He's kind, he's cool… he's probably everything you could want in a guy."
"Shouldn't I be saying that?" I giggled, hugging his side.
"My point is-" he said, putting his arm around my waist. "-that I won't stop you."
I froze, then looked up with surprise and happiness. "Seriously?"
He smiled at me, widely, and said. "Yeah. Just take it easy. He lives in the other side of the country, we've only been here a week, etcetera."
"Gah, I love you." I said, squeezing him and standing, helping him up as well.
"Let's get changed from these clothes." He suggested, and we parted ways.
A/N: Okay, I really want reviews... it's my birthday soon so as a little birthday gift? HAHA just kidding my birthday's still in January :))
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READ LuvLife113's story KID NATION! It's amazing like a monkey on a trampoline wearing a coconut bra teaching algebra! Hope she updates soon tho :P.
BTW, it's Hell Month in school now since there have been like killer rains in the country and crap, so writing would probably be the last thing in my planner. :( Sowwy.
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