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YOOOOOO! WASSSUP GUYS! HOPE YA'LL ARE DOING WELL.

So last time I updated (10/4/16) I said I was hopefully going to update with a smaller time span than last time. Well, here it is, November 3rd. So I lived up to my promise. Well technically, I didn't, cause September has 30 days and October has 31 so its the same span of 30 days. Oh well. Don't think about technicalities.

This is sorta another transitional chapter, but the next one, I promise it will be sorta interesting.

Also, one of my best friends is going to beta this story. Shout out to my beta (who doesn't even have an account on this site) but still reads this.

So, read and review! Sorry if it's crappy.


"That guy sounds like a nut job."

"Tell me about it." I say. I was telling Cooper about my wacko Civics teacher, and after hearing it, that's what he said.

Jace and Riele were still at school due to the time difference.

"Cooper," I say, "My mom is starting to get suspicious about my 'naps'."

"Your 'naps'?" He asked confusedly.

"Me coming here. " I clarified. "Soon enough, she's going to start checking my room, and when I'm not there, she's gonna call the cops and who knows what is going to happen from there."

"I know a solution." He said pacing the floor. "I had recently bought some property in the outskirts of Allentown."

"That's where I live!" I interjected.

"That's what Jae told me. Jace first go this position before he started acting. He was looking for a job, and, well, if you watch the show, you know the rest."

I nodded. "So you're saying I should pass this as an afterschool job?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying. I've just got to set up the top floor and hire someone. Ugh, that means another person will know our secret. Then, I'll have Michael do the rest."

"Sounds great, " I say, "But I need approval from my mom. I spend most of my afternoon babysitting my brother, but my moms leaving work for maternity reasons, so she'll be home a lot."

"If she doesn't let you, I'm going to have to come to over house and convince her to let me hire you."

"I'll warn you now, if it comes down to that, my mom is very firm on her decisions."

"Pfsh," he exclaimed, "there's nothing Captain Man can't handle." He said that with such confidence that I wanted to believe it was true, but we both know that isn't true. Like the night on the bridge, for example.

I sat down at the table with my backpack besides me. Even though it was the first day of school, we got homework, but it was limited to "all about me" worksheets. It's truly awful having to fill the same information over and over again.

My homework didn't take me long, which gave me time to think about life.

Sitting one of the Wyoming Man-Caves (I dunno why Wyoming, but Cooper called me here), I think about my second identity; the one I have while I'm here. If I think I can't handle this life and my normal one, I pity Jace. His whole life is the life of a star. Most of his time not spent as a sidekick is spent acting or schooling. And when he was dating Isabela, he spent a lot of the spare time he had with her.

I mean, I guess I'm almost as busy. Or will be as busy. I babysit almost every day after school for two hours. It doesn't help I'm taking all honors classes. Orchestra rehearsals also start soon, and those are twice a week. That leaves me no time to practice my cello. My life has just been very busy since I got this position. Well, with responsibility comes sacrifice, right?

"Cooper," I call out to Cooper, who was monitoring something on the computer. "Why did you become a superhero?"

He briefly glanced up from his screen. "Because I was trained to me one."

"That's it? No touchy-feely explanations or anything?"

"Mm hmm." I could tell he was very engrossed in whatever he was looking at.

"What are you looking at?" I ask walking over to where he was sitting.

"Clown reports." He replied.

"Oh my god, don't even get me started on those. Everyone at school talks about them and says stuff like 'Did you hear that the clowns are coming to our school today?' It drives me CRAZY and sort of freaks me out. There was actually a sighting about 40 miles south of the city."

He sighed. "Tracking down those clowns are going to be tough. I'll have Riele look through these and see if she can find anything useful."

"Why would people dress up as clowns to terrorize children anyways?" Add that to my list of questions about criminals' intentions.

"I don't know... to make a situation worse than it already is?"

"It was a rhetorical question, idiot. You boys don't understand anything."

He smirked. "To think one day of school will fix your attitude was too much to hope for, isn't it?"

"Shut up!" But I meant it in a playful manner.

At that moment, Jace came through the secret door.

"Hey Jace." Cooper said to him still looking at the screen.

I could tell something was wrong just by looking at his face. "Don't talk to me." He grumbled. That confirmed my thoughts.

"Okay...?" Cooper said. "Where's Ri?"

"Out with some friends." He replied in that same tone.

"That's sad. I needed her to look at something. What happened to you?" Cooper asked a little more sympathetically.

"It'll all over social media!" He snapped.

"What is?" I ask.

"This," Cooper said, putting his phone screen in front of my face."

My face fell as I read it. It was about an event I had witnessed nearly a month ago; Jace breaking up with Isabela. Jace doesn't know that I saw that, and I'm not planning to tell him either.

Someone has been spreading rumors about him and they weren't good ones.

"'Jace Norman breaks up with Isabela Moner on her birthday.'"

"That's so not true." Jace protested. "Her birthday was months ago. Why does everyone believe the media?'

I laughed a bit. "It looks like we're both the masters at asking rhetorical questions."

His mood didn't lighten the slightest bit. In fact, it darkened more. "Alia, its not funny. I'll lose my whole reputation as an actor!"

I was still smiling. "At least all your single lovers think they have a chance."

He just stared at me with a blank emotionless face. "Fine," I say, "If you want to be like that, be like that."

A ding was heard from the elevator and a middle aged man wearing a blue polo walked out carrying a bag similar to one of a postman's. "Thought I'd pick these up today." He said giving the bag to Cooper.

"Thanks Liam." Cooper said as Liam walked back to the elevator. Cooper sat down next to Jace. "I know what will make you feel better. Fan mail!"

"Fan mail?" I ask. I feel so stupid still adjusting to this life.

"We have a P.O. box here in Wyoming, the most unexpected state to find me, Jace, and you.

"Wow," I say looking at the size of the bag. "That's quite a lot of mail."

"it's not even a quarter of it. If we were to bring all of it in here, we'd need a lot more bags. Don't have the time to read all of them."

Michael (who was quietly working on installing another tube) walked over and snatched the bag. "Who will be our first lucky winner?" He reached into the bag and pulled out an envelope. "Cooper, this one's for you. Why am I not surprised that yours was the first one picked?"

Cooper just smiled and skimmed through the letter. "…'most handsome guy ever.' Gee thanks. I get that a lot. I also come across 'Call me at this number' or 'Will you marry me' quite often. Proves these guys are almost as crazy as your teacher. Now maybe if they gave me their picture..."

Why, Cooper, why. Cooper is so full of himself.

We kept randomly pulling letters out, but Cooper's kept coming out. After pulling out what seems like half the bag full of letters for Cooper, some for Jace were showing up, but not a lot. When they did, they said the same things as Cooper's.

After nearly emptying the bag, one finally came up for me. I'd like to say that I got some insight from it or that it inspired me. Nope. All I got was a letter from a person with extremely sloppy handwriting saying how fat I was. That certainly made my day.

Ironically, the next couple said I was amazing and that I had a sweet figure. That made me a little uncomfortable.

After sitting through a couple more, I picked up an envelope with freakin stickers of us on there. I nervously glanced at the sender.

Oh, god, no. Can you guess who this was from? Ding, ding, ding! If you guessed my crazy Civics teacher, then you are right. I'm sorry, you don't earn anything, but you do get a virtual high five from me.

"You know what?" I say to the rest of the trio. "I'm not even going to bother reading this." I tossed the envelope to the side, and almost immediately, Jace picked it up.

"'Dear Girl Danger, YOU'RE FABULOUS AND I HEART YOU AND YOU'RE SO COOL AND CLEVER AND CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH AND DON'T TELL MY WIFE BUT I LOVE YOU! Signed, Mike Pilkington XOXO.' Proves he's even more insane than you thought, Li."

"No kidding. So now I know that my Civics teacher may or may not have a crush on me. Do you think I can blackmail him with this?"

Cooper gave me that 'I'm an adult and that's not right' glare. "Anyways, "I say, "Cooper start working on that place by my house and put up an ad on a private server. I better go home."

"Bye," Cooper said. "Jace went back to his slumping posture and depression. "I'll beep you if I need you."

"Got you. Bye Cooper, bye Jace. Say hello to Riele for me."