Bridgette

'The dinner with Geoff was wonderful' I gushed much to Courtney and Gwen's annoyed glare.

'What'

'Oh nothing, except you've been fawning over him all night' Gwen says sounding slightly cold. It sounds like she's upset over secret keeper splitting up her and Trent.

'Well I have some the results' Courtney says holding up the folder gallantly like a knight. 'You know I didn't mind this secret keeper too much when she was just blogging about our everyday lives but when she or he started to go all crazy and messing with our life for drama well that took things too far' she says.

'Let's bust this bitch' Gwen says opening the folder.

(A few hours pass)

Nothing much was found except a few names of people we didn't know. Courtney ran off for a secret meeting with Duncan and Gwen decided to leave.

There has to be someone who we know did it. I begin to walk off around Courtney's house looking for Josh when something in the office beeps. I walk in there carefully and notice the fax machine beeping. I look at the piece of paper that was printed out. It's a continued version of the people who stay at Lake Ridge. However not a single match, until the last family.

Oh my god I know who Secret Keeper is.

Duncan

'That was way too close' Courtney says before placing her iPhone carefully into her purse.

'Why can't the world just know about us? Is it so embarrassing to be seen with me? Can you explain this to me?' I ask.

'I'm not embarrassed to be seen with you. But my family would literally disown me if they saw me with you.' she replies

'Right cause money is everything in this town' I say sarcastically.

'I'm not choosing money over you. Don't even go there because you don't my family' she snaps back

'Listen my dad hates me and although that hurts my mom and brother will always be there for me. So being with me isn't going to ruin your life and if your happy who cares'

'My family isn't yours thought Duncan. And since when did you know what was best for me?' she yells.

'I never said that so just chill out. Besides it's not my fault you're afraid of what people think of you.'

'You know what I think I made the mistake of meeting you here' Courtney says.

'What? You invited me to meet you. So don't turn this all on me.'

'It wasn't exactly a move a Chevalier would have made. But then again what do I know.' She says before leaving me alone in the Chalet.

Not exactly the best way to end the night.

Gwen

I walk up slowly to the front door of Trent's house and wait for him to answer the door.

'Oh, hi' he says slowly

'Do you mind if I come in for a minute' I ask

'Uh sure' Trent says

When we walk in the living room I begin to speak.

'I'm sorry Trent I got set up' I explain

'Why did you believe I would take your scholarship to the art school?' Trent says

'I don't know, but when I saw the papers I didn't know what to think and-

Trent grabs my hand. 'It's ok I forgive you but can we just pretend that night never happened?' he asks

'I was just going to ask the same thing' I say before feeling my cheeks redden.

When I finally leave Trent's I notice Bridgette has tried to call me several times. There is a text message too.

I KNOW WHO SECRET KEEPER IS!

-Bridgette

I begin to drive over to Courtney's house and within half an hour Bridgette, Courtney and I are all looking down at the new fax message.

'Secret Keeper is Heather Bios' Bridgette says slowly.

Courtney seems to be thinking 'Are you sure? I know Heather is mean but I don't think she's Secret Keeper mean.'

'All signs point to Heather thought.' Bridgette explains

'I guess it is Heather. She does have a grudge over all of us and would have the money to give Bridgette' I say.

'Well what are we going to do?' Bridgette asks

'Simple' Courtney says before running out of the living room and appearing with a box. She pulls a phone out of the box and begins to text.

'There' she say happily.

Bridgette and I exchange confused looks before Courtney explains.

'This is an unregistered phone it has money on it and stuff but Heather won't know it's owner'

'Yeah and' I ask

'I sent her a text message saying we knew her secret if she replies we'll bust her as secret keeper and demand privacy'

'Oh I see' Bridgette says quickly before she is interrupted by the phone's jazzy ringtone.

I grab the phone and look at the text.

Ok what do you want with me?

'Is it Heather?' Courtney asks curiously

'Yes. What do I reply?'

Bridgette immediately answers 'Say you want one thousand dollars, and then she'll think it's not someone oblivious who has lots of money'

I text back the answer and soon our plan is in check. In a few short hours we'll be meeting Heather and soon our Secret Keeper problems will be history.

Bridgette

(a few hours later)

I tug the sleeves of my hoody and wait for Heather along with Courtney and Gwen. But it's seems Heather hasn't even bothered to show up. We begin to walk back to the car and drive back to Courtney's house in silence. The plan didn't work at all and everyone seems too disappointed to speak.

When we reach the door Courtney's sister, Brianna run up to us.

'I'm so glad you're ok, where were you?' Brianna asks.

'We just went on a drive. What's going on?' Courtney replies sounding confused much like Gwen and me.

'That poor girl' Brianna says her voice trailing off.

'Who? Which girl?' Gwen asks.

'Heather Bios she was driving when a car speed out of nowhere. There was a huge car accident after that and-

'Is she ok?' I ask.

'I don't know' Brianna says. 'But the car went up in flames so there is a huge chance she's not'

A few minutes pass and Courtney, Gwen and I sit inside Courtney's living room once again. The news plays in the background explaining the accident. The show Heather being put inside an ambulance, before Courtney shut the TV off not wanting to hear the rest.

The sadness is quickly broken by the trick phone's happy melody. I grab the phone and read the message outloud.

'People can get hurt when they know too much, Secret Keeper'

What's Next...

Poor poor Heather. I'd feel bad but hey that's life! Or death/severe injury in Heather's case. Does that make me sound cruel? Whoopsie daisy!

But of course I know three gals who will take this hard, considering they were partially involved with the accident. Bridgette will cry because she's a big baby. Gwen will wear a cute black dress to the funeral/hospital (she wears black to every event) and Courtney will probably be secretly happy because hey, she's getting along with Brianna AND she just lost a rival!

So to make one thing clear I am NOT Heather. But if I'm not Heather who am I? You'll have to stay tooned because I'm keeping that to myself.

For know anyways,

Secret Keeper