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(Seto's POV): God, does this stack of paperwork ever end? I tried to remain absolutely focused on my workwhen Will down in the reception area rang up. I answered. "This better be important, Will. I'm very busy right now," I said. "Yes, sir. I just rang to tell you that your brother is on his way up," Will informed me. "Thank you," I said before finally hanging up and getting back to work. Not too long after that, there was a knock at the door. "Come in," I said. Mokuba rushed in with the most excited look on his face. "Someone had a good day at school. What? Did you get an A on that test from a few days ago?" I asked as I continued to work. "Well, yes, but that's not why I'm excited," Mokuba said, "Seto, could I stay with Miranda during Fall Break?" I stopped for a moment. "Why would I let you stay with Miranda while I'm gone?" I asked him. "Because why waste all that time looking for a babysitter I don't even want or really need when I could just stay with a responsible friend who would love to have me over?" Mokuba asked. I hated to admit it, but he made a good point. If I didn't have to waste time with all of that, all I would need to do is call to confirm my reservations at my hotel in Seattle, sit through one more meeting today, use today and tomorrow to get through the rest of these papers, and have Miss Sophia help me pack for my trip Saturday before Homecoming. Curse my girlfriend's need to go to EVERY school dance and drag me along for the ride! "I…guess that would be…okay," I told him. He practically jumped a foot in the air from excitement, ran toward me, and gave me a big hug around the neck. "Ah…uh…Mokuba…choking me," I managed to get out with Mokuba's arms clamped onto my windpipe. He quickly let go of me. "Sorry, Seto, but thank you, thank you, thank you," he said with a big smile on his face. "Yeah, yeah, I'm the best. Now get your homework done. And you know you have that test tomorrow you need to study for," I said before returning to my work. As I went through more of the stack, I thought about what had just happened. Oh, he'll be fine. I mean, Miranda is pretty nice and caring and she really seems to love Mokuba if she's willing to let him stay with her for a whole week.

FF 2 hours

(Miranda's POV): "There. All set," I said as my new iPhone was finally set up with all of my old information from my old phone, "I gotta make such I don't answer this in the presence of any cars!" After all that, I decided to lay out my outfit for tomorrow. It was a black scoop-neck My Chemical Romance shirt with some safety pins in it, a red tank top under that, black jean shorts, lace up boots, black fishnet gauntlets and tights, and a few fake black streaks for my hair. "Who's a Goth's last choice for a friend now, Alea?" I said to myself with a smirk. Just then, my iPhone rang. "Yay, my first iPhone caller," I said, rushing over to my dresser and answering my phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Miranda. It's Mokuba."

"Hey bud. What's up? Did you ask Seto if you could stay with me?"

"Yeah. He said I can!"

"Awesome! We are gonna have so much fun!"

"I can't wait! I'm so excited! But, I gotta go finish my homework."

"Ok. Go do your work. Tell your brother I said 'hi'."

"Ok, I will. Bye Miranda."

RWD earlier that same day in Napa, California

(Melissa's POV): "Melissa! You have those boxes packed yet? We need to FedEx those by today!" Dad shouted from outside by the car. I was finishing packing the rest of my books, some more clothes, and my bathroom stuff and sealing off the boxes with tape. Before taking the boxes downstairs, I stopped and took my one last look for quite a while at my room. "I'm gonna miss this place," I said just before my dad, Evan, walked in. "Ready?" he asked, taking two of the boxes on the floor. I took a deep breath. "Yeah, I am," I said finally. Everything's gonna be great. No worries.

FF to Thursday (Opposite Day) after 3rd period

(Macie's POV): For Opposite day, Molly chose to dress in one of my extremely girlie pink floral dresses while Miranda and I wore all black and made ourselves look like extreme Goths. On our way to lunch, Vicky and I met up with Miranda and Molly, and later with Alea and Ema. Alea seemed in shock. "Woah, Miranda, Mace, you look…totally different!" she exclaimed. "We look Gothic, right?" Miranda hinted, looking ever so slightly towards Ema. Ema simply ignored her while Miranda slumped in disappointment. Soon, the PA system came on.

"Attention students! Your votes have been counted for Homecoming Courts. Now it's time to cast your votes for your grade's Homecoming Princess."

I saw Alea roll her eyes. "And the nominees for Junior Homecoming princess? What a shocker! Valorie!" she said with a fake, air-headed giggle. The announcements continued.

"…And the nominees for Junior Homecoming Princess are…Valorie White…"

"Shocker!" Alea said sarcastically.

"…Monica Salt, Carol Schaefer, Mandi Shaw, Stacy Franco…"

"Shockers! All of them!" Alea continued.

"…And last, but not least, Miranda Carlisle…"

My head, along with the other girls' heads, shot up. "You got nominated?" I asked Miranda. "I'm as surprised as you are!" she said back. I then basically glomp-hugged her and started freaking out.

"…And those are your nominees. Remember to vote at lunch for the rest of this week. The voting will be opened until halfway through the dance. Good luck, girls."

We continued down the hall toward the cafeteria, but we kept getting stopped by people who kept saying that they were voting for Miranda. "I really hope you win, Miranda. We need a change in princesses. Valorie's been our grade's princess the past two years. I would love to see someone beat her out at something!" Alea shouted. Me too, Alea. Me too.

(Valorie's POV): I strolled down the hall to the cafeteria with Monica and Amber in tow. As soon as we met up with us, the announcements came on.

"Attention students! Your votes have been counted for Homecoming Courts. Now it's time to cast your votes for your grade's Homecoming Princess."

The names of the Senior nominees sounded over the intercom system until they finally reached the junior class.

"…And the nominees for Junior Homecoming Princess are…"

Nominees? Please. Like someone else has even the slightest chance of beating me.

"Valorie White,…"

Ah, another year, another nomination, another batch of hopefuls ready to find out they stand no chance.

"…Monica Salt, Carol Schaefer, Mandi Shaw, Stacy Franco…"

Poor girls. All good friends, but all will sadly lose.

"…And last, but not least, Miranda Carlisle…"

Wait, WHAT! How the hell did she get nominated? It must be a joke. Her idiot friends must have gotten a few people to vote for her. It doesn't matter though. She'll lose, just like the rest of the "nominees".

"…And those are your nominees. Remember to vote at lunch for the rest of this week. The voting will be opened until halfway through the dance. Good luck, girls."

I blew off the whole announcement. I mean, really, Miranda's no competition for me. At least, I wasn't sweating this whole princess thing until I saw and heard Miranda speaking to a huge group of people.

"You'd make a great princess, Miranda."

"I'm so voting for you, Miranda."

"End her streak, Miranda."

Oh, she is so going down!

"Valorie, you okay?" Monica asked, stopping me before I walked into the cafeteria. I turn to the girls. "Miranda is not winning that Junior Homecoming Princess title!" I told them, "Here's what's gonna happen…"

FF 6th period

(Miranda's POV): In study hall, I was studying for my US History test when I noticed Stefani coughing. She sounded awful. Remembering I had an extra cough drop in my purse, I took it out and offered it to Stef. "Thanks," she said hoarsely, putting the drop in her mouth, "Just my luck. I get sick two days before Homecoming! How am I gonna perform, now?" "Perform? Oh, your band's performing at Homecoming?" I asked. "Well, we were, but now that I have a sore throat, I don't think we can," she told me, "I mean, Kimber can sing, but one of the songs is a duet that I've been absolutely dying to play, and with my throat problem, we can't do it." "What songs did you have planned?" I asked. "Uh, "Misery Business" by Paramore, "Whataya Want From Me" by Adam Lambert, "Just Dance" by Lady Gaga, "Toxic" and "If You Seek Amy" by Britney Spears, "Shut Up and Drive" by Rihanna, "Long and Winding Road" by The Beatles, and the duet is "Give It Up" by Ariana Grande and Elizabeth Gilles. In that one, I'm supposed to do the higher part, but I can't," she explained. "Wow! What a line up! Sounds awesome! Those are some of my favorite songs," I said. Stefani's head then rapidly shot up. "Hey Miranda," she started as she pulled something out of her backpack, "Can you read music?" "Yeah, why?" I asked. "Sing this chorus here," she instructed me. I took a look at the music sheet and interpreted the higher part of the chorus.

Give it up, you can't win

'Cause I know where you been

Such a shame, you don't put up a fight

That's a game that we play at the end of the night

It's the same old story, but you never get it right

Give it up

Stefani seemed to beam ever so slightly. "What?" I said. "Miranda! You can sing my part! Would you sing with my band?" she freaked. "What? Me?" I asked. "Yes, you! You're great! I don't know why I didn't think of it sooner!" she exclaimed. "Wow. You really want me to?" I asked. "Yeah! Will you? Please?" she pleaded. I thought for a second. I know all the words to the songs and she did say I'm great. Why not? "Sure, Stef. I'll sing with your band on Saturday," I finally said. She jumped up and hugged me tight. "Thank you so much, Miranda. Can you come to band rehearsal tonight?" Stefani asked. "Yeah, definitely," I told her. After 6th period ended, I said goodbye to Stefani. I saw her meet up with Sienna and disappear down the hall.

FF to Friday (Spirit Day)

(Miranda's POV): After school on Friday was the Homecoming Pep Rally. As everyone mobbed the gym doors, I chatted with Vicky as we waited for the entry way to clear. "I don't know why their in such a hurry to get in. It's not gonna start 'til everyone's in the gym," I pointed out. "Right?" she agreed, "So you said this Valorie chick is the captain of the dance team. She any good?" "Not sure. Haven't really seen her actually dance," I said. As the area by the gym doors started getting less and less crowded, I noticed Seto heading for the gym exit. "Hang on a sec, Vicky," I told her. She waited for me just outside the door as I ran to catch up with Seto. "Hey!" I called out to him as I ran. He turned around to face me. "What?" he asked. "Aren't you going to watch your girlfriend?" I asked him. He chuckled. "I have work I need to get done. I can't waste time at a stupid school pep rally," he told me. Duh, Miranda. He's been busy for two weeks straight, so he's probably still busy! Dumbass! "Sorry. Of course you can't," I stated. He turned back around and continued walking. Hey, maybe he just needs a little help. He did have an assistant, so he definitely needs the help! "Hey, do you need any help?" I offered. He froze. "I can handle it myself," he told me without facing me and walking straight out the door, leaving me just standing there. I turned back around and met back up with Vicky. "Everything alright?" she asked me. "Yeah," I said with a sigh as we entered the school gym. The gym had bleachers on both sides and were filled with screaming, spirit-filled students. The students were all seated in their assigned sections. The Freshman class had the set of bleachers in the furthest section from the door, Sophomores were right next to them, the Juniors were straight across from the Sophomores, and Seniors were next to the Junior class's section. The mats were rolled out, so I automatically assumed that the cheerleading squad would be performing first. Cheer squad and dance team members were standing in front of their grades, encouraging their classes to cheer louder than the rest. "We should probably find our friends," Vicky said. I agreed, searching the crowd for the gang. I then came across a head of spiky red, black, and blonde hair. Yugi. I giggled quietly to myself. You really can't miss the guy. I grabbed Vicky's wrist and led her up to the top row of the bleachers where our friends were. "Hey! You found us!" Macie shouted cheerfully. "Yeah! Yugi kind of gave you away!" I shouted back over the raging, cheering section of Juniors. Macie laughed. Vicky and I slid in right in between Duke and Tristan. "Hello boys," we said. "Hey ladies," Duke said in a flirty kind of way. "Havin' fun?" Tristan asked. "Tons of," I answered. Just then, Coach Jackson, the boys' football coach, boomed over the speakers.

"Alright, Domino High. How you doin' today?"

The entire gym erupted in cheers and screams.

"Alright, alright. May I introduce your 2010 Domino Jaguar football team!"

*More cheering*

Coach Jackson read through everyone on the team except for one. Before he read the last name on the roster, the people in the stands started doing the "We Will Rock You" stamp-stamp-clap thing.

"And now, the starting quarterback and our team captain…Michael White!"

*Much more cheering*

I was in a daze. I knew Michael played football, but I didn't know he was the quarterback and captain, and by the volume of the cheers, I'd say he was also the most popular guy in school. Too bad he's a total dick, or else he'd be perfect.

"Alright, now let's get this party started…"

*Cheers continue*

"…with your Lady Jaguars Dance Team!"

I was confused. Why would the dance team go first when the mats are already out for the cheerleaders. Usually, the cheer squad would go first and then roll up the mats so the dance team has room to do their routine and a smooth surface to do their turns. I grabbed Macie, who was right next to Tristan, and pulled her close so we could talk without totally shouting over people. "I thought the cheerleaders were going first!" I said. "Me too! What gives?" she said back. The dancers started their routine. It was just a plain and simple hip-hop routine to "Low" by Flo Rida. Nothing special. They were all just doing the same dance moves, like somewhat synchronized robots, but with the ability to dance to Valorie's, um, sultry choreography. The routine itself looked like it was put together the day before the pep rally, and the dancers weren't helping the matter. The only good ones were Tea and Carson, but the rest were either just ok or bad. Does Valorie really think this team will win nationals this year? Macie, Molly, and I all rolled our eyes. After the dance team finished, we started what was called the Wacky Olympics, a Domino High Homecoming tradition. During the Homecoming Pep Rally every year, the students compete in different events such as the Pop-up Push-up, where four people are put in a square with each other's feet on their back and then push up and hold it for as long as they can, a Tug-of-War competition, and the Hula Hoop Relay, where the team holds hands and have to pass a hola hoop down the line, stepping through the hoop as it goes. The Senior Class won the Tug of War and the Sophomores won the Hula Hoop Relay. It was down to the Pop-up Push-up. "Excuse us, guys, but Dev and I are in this one," Joey told us as he and Devon shuffled in front of us to get out of the row of bleachers and headed down towards the gym floor. Once all the teams were set up, the timer started and the game was on. After just twenty seconds, the Freshmen were out. Not long after, the Sophomore team dropped, leaving the Juniors and the Seniors.

"Come on, guys! We gotta win one!"

"Hold it! It's all you! It's all you!"

"You can do it!"

After about a minute, the Seniors finally dropped, making the Juniors victorious. After the Wacky Olympics, the cheerleaders performed their routine. Suddenly, one of the cheerleaders started to fall. Her base didn't catch her, causing her to fall to the floor on her leg. There was a snap. The routine ceased, the music stopped, and the gym went completely silent.

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