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Lml 'D

Now that's cheesy. I hope you readers out there don't think the same thing. I'm not the best quote maker, okay ?! Lmao 'D

In case you couldn't read that font; (I really couldn't recognize the words myself, but then again, I'm stupid, you readers aren't) it says "Life is too short, so keep calm and love Dylan Sprouse ~Ericka Breezy" Note: the "E&B" aren't in the font. I added them myself. So "£" and "&" aren't going to be there if you use the same font I did.

I would have had this up earlier, but the hatred my phone has against me is unbelievable. What did I ever do to them anyway ? So I drop them a lot. Make harder cases like Samsung then! That's why I use my Galaxy to write this when my any of my iPhones are giving me a attitude!

The Galaxy doesn't like me ether, but it's nicer then my iPhones.

Anyway, my rambling over how my devises are so horrible to me aside...

Credits to my best friend Mashia again for making another awesome story cover! She's better at this then I am, lmao 'D

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Cool way to make my name, right ? 'D

Here's part 3! :))))))

"It would be so cool to find out who did all of this. I can't wait until I figure it out" Dylan said. "Me too" I said. "Okay, but there will be hard parts" Dylan said. "I've got my curls" I said, pointing to my hair I curled this morning. "Very hard parts, so you can't get lazy on it" Dylan said. "Guess I got to roooooll with the punches" I said, rolling a little with my hands in fists. "Can't bail out when it's gets too hard" Dylan said. "Promise!" I said. He leaned in. "It will get dangerous" He whispered. I leaned in too. "I eat danger for breakfast" I whispered back. "Are you hungry?" Dylan asked. I cracked my knuckles. "Starving" I said. We both leaned back at the same time and smiled.

"Umm.. Okay then" Taylor said, laughing along with everyone else.

"Let's list the possible suspects. And their motives. You first" Monica said, nodding at Abby. "Shawn" She said. Shawn was this guy at school who was always sick for some reason, and everyone was so cruel to him.

"Shawn?" Sasha asked. "Our cute nerdy Sean?" Sasha asked. "Mm-hm" Abby said. "No way" Candice said. "Come on. Think about it. It makes sense. He's always getting sick, and everyone's always making fun of him for it. Maybe he just wants to even the score. Show everyone else how it feels. Okay Shawn" Monica said, writting it down.

"Motive, equality" Monica said. "What about Ethan?" Cole asked. Monica wrote his name down. "Its not Ethan" Abby quickly said. "Why not?" Kelsiee asked in a song song voice. Everyone close to Abby knew she liked Ethan.

"It just isn't. That's why" Abby said, with a hint of a smile. Monica crossed out Ethan's name. "What about Brad?" Spencer asked. Monica wrote his name down. "He didn't get sick" "It's not Brad" Claire firmly said. "Why not?" Kelsiee asked in a song song voice again. "It just isn't. That's why" Claire said.

I smiled. "Okay. Not Brad" I said. Monica crossed his name off the paper.

"Emily?" Taylor asked. "Yea. She's always wanting to be with the older kids. And she's the queen of pranks" Dylan said. Monica nodded and wrote her name down. "Shawn, Emily, anybody else?" Monica asked. "Mr. Reece?" I asked. "No way" Austin said. "The last note was on his white bored" I said. "And he always freaks out if we have to leave the class early for any club activities" Brandon said.

"Last year when we had the cheer finals? He gave me a D because I turned in my assignment late. Was it my fault that my team needed me to help with a championship?" I asked. "Yea your right. He has motive. And opportunity" Candice said, while Monica wrote down his name.

"He can always make up some potion to make the whole school sick" I said. "Nurse Betty?" Taylor asked. "Are you kidding? She was so tired last night I had to program all of her shows on DVR. It took me hours" Sasha complained. "Okay. Shawn, Emily, Reece, anybody else?" Monica asked.

"What about Erin or Naomi?" Cole asked. "There nasty enough to do something like that" Abby said. "Aren't they on the cheerleading squad? And didn't they get sick too?" Dylan asked. "Yea, they got sick too. And they barfed all over their new outfits" Candice said. Monica wrote their names down, but then crossed them out when Candice spoke.

"They were so devastated" Taylor whispered. "I would be too" I said, with a horrified look on my face. "Okay, let's start from the top. Tomorrow- Shawn's room" Monica said.

The next day at lunch, Dylan and I were in the huge, huge, huge line at the vending machine becuase no one wanted to eat on the cafeteria, they were afraid of getting sick. "This is ridiculous" Dylan said next to me. "I've been waiting in this line for a half hour. There had better be something good for me when we get to the machine" I ranted.

"Someone is making a lot of money off of these machines" Spencer said in front of me. Austin nodded. I heard something behind me, but I didn't pay to much attention. But I did hear some of it. Austin dug in his pocket for money, and pulled out a few cents. "I'm broke. You wanna hand a dollar, Stacy?" Austin turned and asked me.

"How did you even know it was me?" I asked. "I felt a presence of girly ness and meanness" He said. Dylan snorted behind me. I kicked him in the shin without turning around. "OW!" He shirked like a little girl. "That's a loan. It means you pay it back.. With interest?" I said/ asked. "What kind of interest?" Austin asked. "I'll think of something. Don't worry, it's evil" I smirked.

Me, Abby, Candice, and Tammy were laying on the ground in my house, thinking about our plan to sneak into Shawn's dorm to investigate. See, my school is a boarding school, so it has dorms, but we live in the same city and stuff, so we didn't get a dorm.

We were the only ones actually doing the searching and stuff, everyone else didn't want to take that risk. I didn't want to go ether, it was going onto someone who was always getting sick's room, that was gross. But they made me go to keep watch.

"Okay. Here's the plan. Candice, you go keep Shawn occupied while we search his room" I said. "Why me?" Candice whined. "Because you two have so much in common. You love books, and he loves books" I said. "You love books and he loves books" Abby repeated. Tammy did the same thing.

"Okay, okay. I get it. I'm a nerd" Candice said. "We didn't mean it like that" Abby said. "Isn't searching his room a violation of his first amendment rights?" Tammy asked. "Making people puke their guts out has to be a violation of something. So it has to be done" I said. "Alright. I'll text Stacy's phone once it's all clear" Candice said.

"Kay?" Candice asked me. "Kay" I said.

Candice went to occupy Shawn, and me, Tammy, and Abby were outside in the school yard, waiting for Candice's text so we can go to Shawn's room. He was getting sick so much that he couldn't share a dorm, so he had his own room.

My phone buzzed. I looked at it. "All clear" I said to the girls. We made a beeline for Shawn's dorm.

We we got in, I stayed by the door, to keep watch and listen for stuff while Abby and Tammy searched his room, not even leaning back, I was hugging myself, because it smelled weird in here, and it was Sicky Shawny were talking about here.

"Ew" Abby said, slowly holding up a pair of dirty yellow socks. "Smell these" She told Tammy. "Pass" Tammy said, backing up a bit. Abby dropped the socks back in the drawer.

"Okay" Tammy panted, dropping a plastic box on the bed, opening it. "Anything here, besides socks, that can make someone sick?" She asked.

"No" I said, cranking my neck to see farther. There was nothing in there that looked like something to make somebody sick. "Everything there looks safe".

"Were never going to find anything in here" Abby complained. Just then, I heard keys. "Code Cupcake! Code Cupcake!" I said, and leaped over the bed from the door, and landed on the other side of the bed. The same time, Abby and Tammy were there too.

Shawn came in, saying something I couldn't comprehend. I slowly stood up from the other side of the bed, tip toed around it, cursing myself quietly for wearing my 6 inch high heel shoes, while Abby and Tammy climbed on the bed. "We got to get out of here" Abby said. "Shhhhhhh!" I shushed her.

We got at the door. "Question" someone said. We all turned to face Shawn, with this red stuff all over his face. "Why are you in my room?" He asked.

Busted. "Uh, answer.." I started, turning to Abby and Tammy for help. "Room inspection" Abby said, holding up a magnifying glass. We started looking around like we were inspecting his room. "Dirty laundry, pills?" Abby asked. "Those are my perceptions" Shawn said. "Sure, sure" Tammy said.

"Alright. We'll let it go this time. But you've been warned. Random room inspections are imminent, and increasingly daily" I said. I turned to the other girls. "Our work here is done" I said, and we opened the door, and left.

We were late for biology class. We opened the door slowly, so the teacher wouldn't notice us coming late. We quickly took out seats. "Stacy, Abby, Tamara, detention" Mr. Reese said. I turned to Candice, who did a horrible job of keeping Shawn occupied.

"I thought you said you would keep Shawn occupied?" I whispered. Abby turned around too. "He found us in his room" She said. "I am so sorry" Candice said. "By the way, what did you do to him? He was covered in hives" Tammy said. "Right after I texted you and looked back, he was gone. He must have has a reaction to some type of plant. I tried to tell you, but Mrs. Livingston pulled me into her office." Candice said. "Why?" Abby asked.

"She'd freaking out about all the sickness. She's getting tons of phone calls from concerned parents. Some of them are going to pull there kids out of school" Candice said. "Maybe we should tell her about the notes" Tammy said.

"No, not yet. Lets try and solve this" Candice said.

Oh. Now people are going to leave school ?

Is it seriously that bad ?

I guess so.

Stay tuned! :)