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It was 6th period on Friday afternoon. Ugh. Period. That was going to happen sometime soon... School was nearly over and tomorrow I was going to meet Emmett's, Jasper's and Edward's dad. And my mum was going to meet them. Class was nearly over, and I had gotten no homework today. Amazing.

'Has everyone been organising getting those suits?' Ms. Campbell asked us. We all nodded in response. But a boy named Andy shot his hand up in the air. 'Yes, Andy?'

'I w-was w-wondering, d-do we need a b-bowtie, or t-tie.' He managed to stutter out.

'A bow tie would be more appropriate for this event.' Ms. Campbell said. 'Have a good weekend, class.' And as if in sync, the bell rang straight after her words.

Basketball. Ahh, the joys of my life.

'Okay boys, this weekend, we will not be having our first game, as Illyria has decided to drop out of the games, so tomorrow, we will meet here at 5pm, so you can spend most of your day with your families, and then we will be having a fitness session. But for now, suicides.'

Training was becoming easier and easier. After 2 hours of basketball training, Roxy dismissed us, and again, Edward ran to the elevator, eager for the first shower.

'So, which poems did you read?' Jasper asked me on our way back to our dorm.

'What? What poems?' I said, blushing a deep red.

'Do we look stupid? Which one was your favourite?' Jasper said.

'Uh, 'If kisses were water, I'd give you the sea. If hugs were the leaves I'd give you an orchid. If love was time, I'd give you eternity.' I thought that one was beautiful.'

'Nice, my favourite one is 'Seven days without love makes one weak'.' Jasper said.

'And I like, If you're wrong no one forgets, if your right no-one remembers. He wrote that one, the day after I started reading his little book, it was funny.' Emmett recalled the memory, and started laughing to himself.

'Do you guys still read it?' I asked.

'From time to time. We blackmail him with it.' Emmett said and he gave an ear to ear grin.

The afternoon flew pass, Jasper, Emmett and Edward all had showers, and went down to the cafeteria, while I had a shower. Success, for the 4th time this week, I thought to myself. It was getting pretty easy to disguise this.

I walked down to the cafeteria and grabbed some food. The next minute, I was sitting next to Emmett who had spaghetti tangled in his short hair.

'Nice Emmett.' I said as he was pulling a spaghetti string out of his hair.

'I know, ey.' He said, not noticing the sarcasm in my voice.

'What'd you do?' I asked, as I started on my pasta.

'I called Edward a twit.' Emmett said and he pulled another piece out of his hair and put it in his mouth.

'You know a twit is a pregnant goldfish?' I said. It was a random fact that one of my girlfriends had told me.

'Well, I guess everyone here is pregnant goldfishes then.' Rob said from across the table. I sat there in absolute shock. Rob just looked at me. 'What?' He said back at me.

'How old are you?' I asked him.

'17, why?'

'There is, um, no plural of, of goldfish. More than one goldfish is still called a goldfish.' I said. I had learnt that in 3rd grade, and I couldn't believe that he didn't know.

'Oh. I didn't know that.' Rob said.

'Okay, well now you do.' I said a bit embarrassed. 'Well, see you.' I stood up, took my plate back and slowly walked back to my dorm. After a whole week of school, I wanted to get some sleep. I lay on my bed and put some of my hard rock on, blasting it straight into my eardrums.

I woke up at 8am. I looked at the red numbers, groaned and tried to turn over.

'I told you we woke him up!' Emmett said loudly.

'Well, it's not my fault that someone didn't tell me mom was coming with dad, and they wanted me to clean there part of the room!' Jasper barely screamed.

'Morning guys. What's wrong?' I said sleepily with my eyes still tightly shut.

'Ugh, you don't want to know.' Jasper said, as he grabbed the dust-bin and started collecting the rubbish around Emmett's bed. 'Tissues, wrappers, red bull cans.'

'You know Emmett, you play basketball, you can get some great practice by chucking rubbish if you form them in little balls and aim for the bin.' I said as I rubbed my eyes.

Then I heard it.

'It's 3 a.m. - she won't put out
Lets go make out with her friends
Make out with her friends' friends
It's 3 a.m. - she won't put out
Lets go make out with her friends
MAKE OUT WITH HER FRIENDS'

'Edward, your phone is ringing!' Jasper called as Emmett went to pick it up.

'Hey Mom! Yeah, we'll come get you.' Emmett hung up the phone and headed for the door. And as if it was in sync, my phone rang.

'So I don't want to be,
One of the boys, one of the guys
Just give me a chance to prove to you tonight
That I just want to be one of the girls
Pretty in pearls, not one of the boys'

I blushed crimson red, again. And I quickly picked up my phone. 'Hey mom, yeah, I'll be down there in a sec.' I said and hung up. 'Don't ask.'

'Interesting, Edward what would you say to this?'

'You are like a pretty butterfly, easy to find but hard to catch.' Edward said, not fully aware that we were talking to him.

'Nice. Nice.' Emmett said. And I followed him out the door.

We got to the front office in two minutes, and Renee, and two supermodels were talking to each other.

'Hey Mom!' Jasper called out as he ran up to her.

'Hey Dad!' Emmett said and he went for a high-five.

'Hi, Mom.' I said, not to be out done, and went for hug.

'Follow me!' Emmett said as everyone began to follow him.

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