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This chapter is based on the episode 'Alex Gets Schooled'. I only own my OC's!
I let out a sigh of exasperation as I sat in between Clover and Alex on their sofa. "That was the longest week of my life!" The black-haired girl shouted. "Tell me about it… Three finals, two essays, and oral presentation isn't school, it's midterm torture!" Sam agreed.
"Just thank the God it's fucking over…" I let out a groan with a hand on my forehead. "Exactly, that means only girl bonding can save us now! We'll relax with facials, move on with magazines and finish with a movie marathon!" Clover was rambling. Well, they would read magazines, I would take my book because I didn't like them… "What about drinking games?" I suddenly suggested with a smirk.
All three of them looked at me. "You're not 18 yet." Sam reminded. "I will be in two months!" I pointed out. "Until then, no." She shook her head. I pouted while folding my arms, but I didn't say anything else. "If someone could enlighten me, what exactly is a drinking game?" Alex spoke up. "Taking a drink every time someone in a movie says or does something specific." Clover explained.
"Well we can do that without the drinking game." "And call Allison too?" Clover agreed with Sam's words. "Yes!"
But suddenly, the bell on the door was ringing. A mailman left something in front of the door. Sam walked to the door in order to see what it was. "Hate to rain on the girly parade, but it looks like our report cards arrived early!"
Fuck. I prayed my grades were good enough or Mother would give me a lecture about having bad grades as soon as she was back from abroad. "But we just barely finished?" Alex pointed out in confusion. "Have I mentioned I hate technology?!" She added once Sam gave her the report card.
She then gave it to Clover and me. I opened my report card and quickly took it out. Then I grinned. My grades were mostly A's and few B's!
Sam's grades were all A's, Clover's grades were A's and B's and a C in the metal shop (most boring subject ever, only for blacksmiths as Clover would say)… But Alex had all F's!
My eyebrows furrowed while I stood up and walked to her, wanting to see it better. Alex wasn't the type who had F's… "But how is that possible?! I've been working so incredibly hard this semester! "Well, we have had 23 missions this month alone…" Sam told her. "Yeah, even Jer said we've been ridiculously busy this year!" Clover agreed.
"Honestly Alex, I think it must be some sort of a mistake." I folded my arms with a frown. "Well, whatever it is, my parents can't find out about this!" She suddenly ripped all the papers.
But then, a phone in the villa started ringing.. "Oh no, it's my parents calling from England! What do I do?!" She looked at me with her hands on my shoulders before jumping over to Sam and Clover. "Just don't answer it?" I suggested. "But they'll call again, and, and…"
"First of all, don't panic!" Sam tried to calm her down. "Yeah, I mean, maybe they're just calling to say 'hi'!" Clover tried to sound optimistic once we were in front of the phone. But I highly doubted that was the case…
Alex finally took the phone. "Hey, Mum, hey Dad?" I couldn't help feeling sorry for her. She looked so panicked… What was even worse, the panic increased. "But I can explain…" She started only to apparently be cut off. "What do you mean 'anymore'?!"
Clover, Sam and I exchanged looks of concern when… "Don't I get a say about this?!" Alex hung up with a sigh and dejected look on her face. "What is it, what did your parents say?" Sam quickly asked once she sat on a chair. "They're… My parents are sending me to a boarding school in England!"
My eyes widened. "ENGLAND?!" Sam, Clover and I chorused in shock. "But you always had good grades, why would they send you because of a one-time thing?" I asked the black-haired girl. "Apparently they can't trust me while I'm alone here anymore." She sighed while brushing off her tears.
Some parents they were… We were, well the girls were legally adults by now, and by sending her to England and not trusting Alex, it was like they were treating her more as a child… Which was what I found incredibly stupid and humiliating. She always had good grades, and one time she 'messes up' they turn the world around?! Some parent bullshit right there…
Alex started crying uncontrollably, making me hug her tightly while tears were brimming in my eyes. Her going to England was just stupid! Out of three of them, Alex was the youngest one; her birthday was three months before mine. Even though I could talk to both Sam and Clover, and both of them were really great friends and could listen, Alex was the one who really understood what it was like to be the youngest one … When Clover turned 18, she and I started counting days until our birthdays because we wanted to be allowed to do everything, just like Clover and Sam.
She even confided in me how she used to be jealous of Britney too because she felt useless once, so I could understand her more than those two when it came to that… I felt like that as well.
"But you can't leave!" Clover joined us in the hug with tears streaming down her cheeks. "If you go, then who else will spill our secrets and embarrass us, try out new diets?!" Sam was in the hug as well. "Is there any way for your parents to change their minds?" I asked while trying to brush off my tears. "No!" We started crying again.
"But it's not forever… I'll get my grades up, and I'll be back in Bev Hills before you can say 'A student'! Plus, we'll see each other on missions!" Alex pointed out.
Suddenly, I could hear someone yelping before a loud thud was heard. Turning around, I looked down to see Dad lying on the floor with a suitcase next to him. That was when a mirror moved back to where it had been before.
I raised an eyebrow. I had no idea you could transport to WOOHP and vice-versa…"Afternoon, ladies!" He quickly sat on a nearby chair.
"Okay, freaky! I had no idea WOOHP-ing worked both ways!" Clover commented. "Jerry, what are you doing here?" Sam wondered while she and Alex came a bit closer as well. "I've just heard the sad news. I'm going to miss you Alex, even though I know England would be good for you." Dad put hands on the black-haired girl's shoulders.
"Really?" "Why, yes! I went to boarding school there and look how brilliantly I turned out!" "Not even gonna touch that one!" Clover frowned at those words while I rolled my eyes at both of them in amusement.
But that was when I finally noticed the suitcase on the floor completely. "What's with the suitcase?" I asked in confusion while lifting it up. "Oh, right. I'm having my apartment fumigated for dust mites and I need a place to stay. One might even say I'm desperate…" Dad explained.
Before anyone could say a thing, Clover marched to him. "One might even say NO WAY!" She glared before grabbing the suitcase out of my hand. She started pushing Dad towards the exit before I quickly ran to her, grabbing the girl by her right hand. "Clover, stop it." I frowned.
"Give me one good reason why I should do that." She glared. "Because you're acting like a fucking idiot." I growled. And I meant it. How many times did Dad help those three when they needed it? They told me that themselves! He helped them so many times, and now when he needed help (not counting the gun incident, that was life-or-death situation), Clover was acting like the biggest bitch ever. She was so harsh…
The blonde-haired girl huffed. "Well I'm sorry, but you're not the one who gets to tell me that, you don't even live here!" "Clover…" I started threateningly. She was right, I didn't live here… But Dad asked for help, and I wasn't going to let her treat him like shit.
"It's only temporary; you won't even know I'm here!" He quickly stopped Clover and me from starting up a fight. "Alright, you can stay, but only under certain conditions!" Sam finally spoke up. But then Clover pushed Dad outside. "Upstairs is a 'no Jer' zone. Capisce?!" She closed the door.
I looked at her in disbelief. "Clover, there's another guest room upstairs." I pointed out a bit angrily. "I said upstairs is a 'no Jer' zone, or haven't you heard it?!" "My apologies…" I started sarcastically but Sam jumped in front of us. "Stop it Lily, Clover said it and I agree with her. He can stay, but only outside!"
"It's as if you asked Dad the same thing he asked you and he let you sleep only outside the Headquarters." I growled. "Either you stop, or you're out." Clover huffed before marching away. I groaned while folding my arms. I wanted to say so many swears to her… But I decided not to say anything, not wanting to make the situation even worse. If they kept acting like idiots, I would act that way too.
Alex sighed. "I guess I'd better go and pack…" She walked upstairs, Sam and Clover following her. I frowned for a moment and was about to go after them… But I decided to go outside instead.
I opened the door before closing them behind me. "Hey." I greeted with a small smile. Dad, who was looking through his suitcase, looked up. "Hello." "Since when was your apartment being fumigated?" I asked curiously while leaning on a nearby wall with my right arm.
"Since today. I called them yesterday." He replied simply while still looking through the suitcase. "I see…" I trailed off while looking at my left hand. "So you're staying with girls as well?" I looked up at that question. "Yes. Mother and Uncle Angus are supposed to be in Europe for a month, so Uncle asked me to stay with the girls during that time." I explained.
Dad looked at me, away from his suitcase. "Does that happen frequently?" "More often than not, although it usually lasts less than a month." I shrugged my shoulders. "It's because Mother usually needs Uncle's help while promoting her company. In the meantime, he works as a mechanic." I then added.
"You miss them?" "Uncle, yes." I responded simply while folding my arms, leaning against the wall with my right leg by now. "What about Bryony?" "What about her?" I asked with a frown. "You usually don't miss her?" I looked at the ground at that question for a moment.
Then I looked up, opening my mouth to say something…. But the girls called me from upstairs. I raced inside, wanting to see what they wanted.
Sun was setting by the time a car arrived in front of the villa. "That must be my ride…" Alex looked down with tears in her eyes. The three of us ran to hug her before all of us started crying. "Promise we'll stay best friends!" "We promise!" We chorused back.
Once Alex dressed in her uniform, she walked outside. Sam, Clover and I were watching her from the roof. She waved to us, and we waved to her as well. She then entered the car before it rode off, towards the sunset… I brushed off my tears while the wind was blowing past us. I was so sad Alex had to go, yet I knew I shouldn't feel so bad. She would be back as soon she got her grades better after all…
Sam and Clover went to their rooms without another word. I decided to go outside again. Once I was there, my eyes widened. There was a huge tent…
And Dad came out of it a few moments after. "Is something wrong?" He asked with a frown. "No," I started laughing. "It's just that you setting up a tent surprised me." I explained. "Considering the girls allowed me to stay only here, I had no choice." He said simply.
"Sorry about that, Clover was acting like a bitch…" I said sheepishly. "It's fine, I was kind of expecting that, which is why I brought the tent. But I would appreciate if you didn't use those words; she's your friend after all." He gave me a look of disapproval. "Oh, I use that word even more when we talk about Mandy…" I trailed off with a smirk.
"You're just like Angus." Dad sighed in what seemed to be disbelief. "What makes me wonder is how come Bryony tolerated your language during all those years." "I never swore in front of her, and she's almost never home." I said a bit bitterly. "What exactly are you referring to by that?" He looked at me perplexed.
I looked up with a frown. "She's always on some business trips, she comes home for a few days, and then she leaves yet again. And when she's here, we're not close either. She doesn't even care about me..." I trailed off while looking away.
"Why are you so convinced she doesn't care about you?" Dad sat on a nearby chair across where I had sat a few moments either. "She's always cold. She never hugs me, or shows emotion towards anyone except maybe Uncle. She's always there to lecture me how to behave like a perfect young lady, but that's just it. When I found some of her entries, she wrote how she would have given me away if it hadn't been for Uncle…" I was looking at my hands while playing with them.
"I don't think that's entirely true. If she hadn't cared, she would have given you away." I looked up at Dad, my eyebrows furrowing. "Well her behaving like this doesn't really help either." I pointed out bitterly. "Has she ever said why?" "Because I'm the reminder of you and her parents 'betraying' her." I blurted out.
There was nothing but tense silence. "I mean, her diary said that, because I had no other business but to snoop around her things." I added. "I apologize for asking…" "No, it's fine," I quickly cut him off. "I had to say it sooner or later after all."
"You said she always lectures you?" Dad then asked, apparently wanting to change the subject as much as me. "Every fucking day she's here…." I groaned before letting out a laugh, ignoring him giving me another look of disapproval. "If I don't sit up straight, hold a tea cup properly or give compliments in public, then I'm doomed."
"She reminds me a bit of my mother." "Really?" I looked up in a bit of amusement. Dad nodded. "Our mother always taught us how to behave properly in public, but our," He stopped for a moment as if remembering something. "But our father wasn't so strict. He would even argue with her about that."
I simply nodded but couldn't help feeling curious. "I'll be honest, as much as she's cold, I'm still glad Mother isn't so overprotective." I admitted. "No offense." I added. "No offense taken. Our mother can really be both overbearing and overprotective at times." He stopped once again, as if thinking about something.
"But she wasn't always so overprotective. She had to accept reality, and therefore it changed her." He finally said. "Accept reality?" I asked slowly. "Our father died when we were children. I was only nine then. He suffered from an illness for many years until he finally succumbed to it. In order to cope with that, Mother started drinking once we weren't home."
My eyes widened. The last thing I would expect from that woman was to actually be an alcoholic… "But Sherry noticed what Mother was doing. She was the one who explained it to us and understood it completely… Mother had even beaten her up once, so we did our best to behave well. She never did anything bad to us after that day, but we were afraid she could."
"Where did you live back then?" I questioned curiously. "We used to live in Bristol." Dad replied, making me simply nod. I kind of guessed it with his accent… "But everything got worse a year later. While Terrence and I were finishing our final exams," "The cheating part?" I guessed, earning a nod. "The teacher caught us. I was so frightened of what Mother would think if she heard it… So I pinned the blame on Terrence before I could even think of what I was doing."
I fucking knew Terrence's side of story didn't really make sense… But this sounded a lot more reasonable. Dad had blamed it all on him out of panic rather than being evil as Terrence claimed…
"Did he really end up on street because of that?" I asked quietly. "I suppose he did." "Suppose?" I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "I didn't see him again until the Promotion." "Why?" I wondered what exactly happened if they hadn't seen each other for… Forty years and something?!
"Once we returned home that day, I tried apologizing to Terrence. I was willing to admit it to the headmaster, but Terrence didn't want to hear it. He said how I had betrayed him and hurt his honor. He claimed Mother wouldn't even want to look at him anymore, even though I told her the truth… Sherry stuck by his side. She accused me of always being either Goody two-shoes or stick-in-the-mud."
I frowned but kept listening. "Then they said how they didn't want to live under the same roof with Mother and me, so they left the house." "Left?!" I gaped at Dad who said nothing at those words apart from looking at me. "Mother kept calling them to return, but they never did. She then decided to give up drinking. She rarely let me out of her sight after that day."
"I see…" I didn't know what else to say at that moment, so I kept playing with my hands. At the same time, I couldn't help feeling a bit sad. I felt sorry for that poor woman, I felt a bit sorry for both Terrence and Sherry, and I felt sorry for Dad.
Who knew what was going through the woman's mind the moment she started drinking… Most probably grief and pain. And the three of them were afraid of the consequences. I felt a bit of sympathy for those two because they were so young back then… But what happened was no excuse for wanting to get rid of Dad. He told them he was sorry, and they didn't listen! They were really insane…
"Were you close with those two before that happened?" I asked slowly while looking Dad in his eyes. "They were older from me, so they used to tease me at times. Father would always stop them from doing it. I was closer to him than them. But when he died, we decided to stick together because of Mother's condition."
I nodded in understanding. "What was he like?" I asked curiously. "He was always supportive. He understood us better than Mother." Dad said simply.
There was nothing but silence yet again. "I always wondered what it was like to have a sibling. I wanted to have one, because without Uncle, I always felt lonely…" I admitted. "At this point, I wish I never had brothers or sisters. You wouldn't want to have siblings who only desire to kill you. Being an only child is far better…" Dad frowned.
"Not all siblings are like that." I argued. "I know they're not. Your mother and uncle were always there for each other no matter what happened. I envied their bond." He folded his arms. "You're right about that one…" I sighed. Uncle was always there for Mother, and he never said anything bad about her…
"So what made you move to Liverpool?" I asked with a small smile. "I mean, apart from homesickness." I added. "Our father was from Liverpool, so I wanted to see it." Dad explained. "I don't remember much of it apart from the time we went there two years ago. We moved to London when I was three." I admitted.
"London is magnificent, but I prefer Liverpool. London has too many tourists." He commented. "True…" I nodded. "But that's why I liked it. I missed it so badly when we first moved here." "In which part did you live?" "Mother had a house near Piccadilly." I responded. "Ah, the most crowded part in London…" Dad groaned.
I couldn't help laughing. "But that's why I liked it so much!"
"Lily!" Voices could be heard coming from upstairs. Standing up, I opened the door. "Yes?!" I shouted back. "Your uncle is calling!" Clover shouted. "Coming!" I then turned around to look at Dad. "Uncle's calling me, so I've got to go." I explained. "Go then." He said simply. "Good night." I waved before closing the door and racing upstairs.
It was another warm afternoon. We had just finished with school, so we were going back to the villa. Once we were inside, I ran to my room to leave my things. But that was when I could hear something else…
"JERRY!" Clover was screaming as if her life depended on it. God… She was that mad only when someone touched her hair! I ran downstairs to see what was going on. Clover was holding a green sweater in her hands. But the whole kitchen was in a mess…
I walked inside slowly before Clover screamed Dad's name again. A few seconds later, he ran to the entrance of the kitchen. "You've used my pepper sweater as a dishrag?! The tag clearly says dry-clean only!" She bellowed angrily.
It was then that I took a better look at her sweater. It was all dirty… Looking up at Dad, I raised an eyebrow. "Jeez Jer, bachelor much?!" Sam then shouted in what seemed to be disgust. I looked at the floor. She had stepped on something with her left foot… Wait. It was remaining pizza from yesterday. No one bothered to either throw it away or put it in the fridge… So he must have accidentally knocked it over.
"I'm sorry." Dad apologized only for Clover to give him a broom and a dustpan. I frowned. Both of them were being kind of hypocritical… How many times did four of us cause mess in the villa?! Sam even ordered those two to clean it once, only for them to discover her room was a total mess… Dad causing this was surprising, but we were no better. My question was… What the fuck was Clover's sweater doing in the kitchen?! He wouldn't have used it as a dishrag if it had been in Clover's wardrobe all along! I had seen it there this morning… As for pizza, we were all at fault because no one put it away…
Besides, they've been acting rude to Dad ever since he asked them if he could stay, especially Clover.
I opened my mouth to tell them something, but then Sam's X-Powder started ringing. "I wonder if that's Alex?" Clover and I came beside her just as she opened the device. Alex's hologram appeared.
"Alex, we miss you so much!" Clover told her. "Not as much as I miss you… These Brits are seriously weird; you can't even imagine what I've been through today!" I raised an eyebrow at the 'Brits' part a bit offended. "Speaking of weird Brits, Jer is seriously getting on our nerves!" Sam commented.
I could see Dad looking up at her, apparently offended as well. The only thing I felt at that moment was anger. Did I ever insult her nationality like that?! She was going to see…. "Speaking of weird Americans, those two are being hypocritical bitches." I told Alex nonchalantly whose eyes widened. "Sorry for the Brit comment…" She apologized only for me to wave it off. "No, it's fine."
But Sam and Clover were glaring at me. "I just wish we had another mission so we could all hang again!" Alex must have noticed those two were pissed because she quickly said that. I missed her too…
Suddenly, a gust of smoke came out of somewhere. I quickly covered my mouth and closed my eyes. After a few moments, the three of us looked in the direction of the smoke… To see Dad coughing next to a microwave. Smoke was coming out of it. Fuck…
"Jerry!" Clover exclaimed in annoyance before running to the microwave. "To think a guy would know how to use a microwave in the 21st century… But noooo…." She took the bowl out of the microwave before putting it in the kitchen sink.
I let out a sigh with a face palm. "We'd better go, talk to you later!" Sam waved to Alex. "Miss you lots, bye!" Her hologram disappeared.
"Weird Americans? Seriously?!" Clover then exclaimed. "Oh, so weird Brits sounded better?" I raised an eyebrow mockingly. "That was insulting." Sam frowned. "Oh, but yours wasn't? Especially since I was telling the truth?!" "So you think Americans are weird…" The blonde-haired girl started angrily but I cut her off.
"Not that part, the part about you two being hypocritical." "Hypocritical bitches." Sam corrected angrily. "Ah, yes, thanks for correcting me." I smiled innocently, making both of them growl. "Can we talk?!" They pulled me out of the kitchen and outside the villa.
I glared at them. "Yes, we can talk about you two acting ungrateful and hypocritical." "Ungrateful? You're staying with us while your mother and uncle are abroad!" Clover screeched. "Not to me, you're being ungrateful to Dad. He helped you so many times, and you made him sleep outside the house even though there was another guest room." I growled.
"And second, you're hypocritical as fuck." I added. "And how, if I may ask?!" Clover asked mockingly. "You're being harsh on Dad for all the mess. All four of us can be messy as well, so we're no better!" I retorted. "Lily, he freaking ruined my sweater!" Clover screamed. "What the fuck was your sweater doing in the kitchen in the first place?!" I looked at her icily. "I… I forgot it last night." She quickly said. "Not my fucking problem." I retorted. Hypocrisy at its finest… She'd better learn to put things where they belonged before accusing others!
"But he caused chaos in the kitchen!" Sam frowned. "None of us bothered to clean it last night either, so it's our fault as well." I glared.
"Besides, it wasn't Dad who ruined your sweater… It was me." I quickly lied. Two of them were gaping at me. "You owe me for that." Clover growled. "Alright. Sorry for all the insults, but please don't be so harsh on Dad." I looked at them pleadingly. "We're sorry too." Sam then apologized. "Fine, but if he does one more thing…" Clover threatened.
But they walked back inside, and I went after them. I could see them apologizing to Dad for 'wrongly' accusing him of the sweater crap.
"Fuck…" I muttered while looking at my wet white shirt, black skirt and black sneakers. We ran inside the kitchen to see it all wet… Clover and Sam immediately glared at Dad. "I'm sorry girls; I don't know what happened…" He apologized. "Well, I do! You've left your shaving cream warmer on, and it set off the sprinklers!" Sam pointed at the sprinklers inside the living room angrily.
Everything was fucking wet… "The entire kitchen is flooded, and you've ruined my hair!" Clover literally looked she wanted to beat Dad. But luckily, Sam and I stopped her from jumping on him while he put his hands in a fighting stance in defense.
At that moment, Sam's X-Powder started beeping. "It's Alex's distress signal!" But she wasn't answering at all… "It's not like her not to answer." I pointed out. "Then you'd better go to England and check it out."
"Great idea!" "Thought you'd never ask." Sam and Clover seemed to be thrilled at hearing Dad's words. Suddenly, GLADIS appeared in the kitchen, making my eyes widen. I had no idea she could do that as well…
Clover then grabbed Ultra Sensitive Hearing Microphone Communicator and cherry-flavored Bubble Protection Bubble from the machine, Sam grabbed the Laser Nail File while I grabbed some Mini Bombs. "Have a safe mission!" With those words, GLADIS disappeared.
It was raining by the time we were in England. I rolled my eyes in disbelief while looking through the window of the jet. Some things never changed, and I was talking about the weather… The Sun was long gone, considering it was a nighttime.
We flew out of the jet with Jetpacks before landing in front of the entrance. After running behind a wall, we quickly changed into the Academy's uniforms. Touching my head, I could see my hair was tied in a bun. My jumper was dark blue, so were my socks, but the skirt was black.
I grimaced in disgust. I never liked uniforms… But Clover pulled me by my hand so I walked inside as well. "Why do uniforms always have to be so uncomfortable and itchy?!" She complained. "I don't know… It must be an international conspiracy, we should have Jer look into it!" I rolled my eyes at Sam's words but said nothing.
Then we started following Alex's distress signal, which was coming from the third floor.
After running upstairs, I opened the door and ran inside one room. Except that it looked weird. There was a weird-looking waterbed right in front of a window… "That is officially the weirdest waterbed I've ever seen." Sam commented.
While Clover was observing it in disgust, I walked around the room. That was when I noticed something. A bag was lying next to the waterbed, and Alex's X-Powder was inside… I picked it up in confusion. "Alex never goes anywhere without her X-Powder… Something is definitely up!" Sam walked to me to see what I was holding better.
But then Clover walked to us, showing us the picture of the school's headmaster. He looked awful… "He has a nose like Pinocchio." I grimaced. "I say we pay him a visit to see whether he knows what happened to Alex." The red-haired girl declared.
But once we entered his office, there was no one inside… So we decided to look around the place instead. After switching to suits, I ran to a huge desk. It had golden statues in shapes of… Dolphins? "Headmaster Charleston really likes his dolphins." Sam mused while walking away. "Way too much that he even looks like one." I said jokingly while still looking at the statues.
"He even takes vacation pictures with them." Clover pointed at something on a shelf. But then, a wall opened, revealing a room and making us gasp. We ran to what seemed to be an aquarium. "Clover, what did you do?" "What did I do?! Like, what did that freaky headmaster do?!" She pointed up and my eyes widened.
Alex was inside and she was unconscious… A laser came out of what seemed to be a little dolphin toy. It enveloped Alex. Her nose became longer, her forehead was bigger, her hands changed into something that looked like fins… And one fin grew behind her back….
"He's turning her into a dolphin?!" I gaped. "We've got to get her out of there!" Clover said. Sam then told us to move out of the way so she could destroy the aquarium with her Nail File…
But then the door opened, making me quickly turn around. Charleston ran inside with some students. "Not so fast… We've come to enjoy having Alex around!" Charlestone smiled smugly. I growled. I guess I finally understood what Alex was talking about when she said Brits were weird… But thank God I wasn't one of thoseBrits!
One of the students charged at me, but I simply moved out of the way before kicking him. Clover managed to trip one of them, but we were soon cornered.
"You private schools are all the same! You want to change everyone into exact copies of you! Granted, the dolphin things are a little weird…" Clover pointed out. "Ah, I see you've met my family!" Charles walked to the shelf and took a picture.
My eyes were near to popping out of their sockets… "Your family?" I asked in disbelief. "Crazy much?" Clover and I chorused. "After I fell off my family's yacht when I was ten, dolphins raised me…" He commented, ignoring our comment. "And what do those kind creatures get in return?" "Your love, they're your family?" I asked impulsively.
"NO! Polluted oceans and fishing nets! Well, not anymore!" I swear to God… Those villains were getting on my nerves by now. What did we have to do with polluted oceans?! I always threw everything in garbage…
Now he was going to talk about the 'respecting nature' crap… "Let me guess, you're going to change everyone into half-human, half-dolphins so they'll be more respectful of Mother Nature?" Sam guessed. "Yes, with my dolphinator! How did you know?" Charleston was apparently impressed.
"All of you baddies have similar crappy ideas, that's why." I smirked. "Yes, the problem is dolphins are so cute and cuddly, it's hard to take it seriously!" Clover smirked as well. "We'll see about that… GET THEM!" Charleston screeched.
Suddenly, the students started blowing bubbles at us, but I couldn't move at all… "What the fuck is this?!" I tried to wave them away unsuccessfully. "It's a bubble net… Dolphins use them to catch prey…" Charleston then looked up with an evil smile. "And spies!"
"Just when you think things can't get any stranger!" Clover pointed out while we were still trying to make the bubbles go away… But those stupid dolphins, humans, or whatever they were, they fucking kept blowing! We were completely covered by bubbles, not even screaming helped…
We were put in the aquarium, and there was barely space outside water for us to breathe air… "If we don't do something, we'll be dolphinized!" Clover tried to breathe. "Follow my lead!" Sam said before taking out a gum. We did so too before all of us started chewing it, blowing bubble gums in process.
We then dived underwater and blew the bubbles even more, all three of them forming a sphere-like bubble. We got inside it just as that stupid toy fired at us, but was unsuccessful. I sighed in relief. The best thing was we could breathe normally in here…
"Great job Sammy, but how exactly are we gonna get out of here?" Clover questioned. "Let's call Jer, maybe he'll have an idea!" Sam suggested, taking out her X-Powder.
But then, loud music could be heard coming out of the device… I covered my ears for a moment, so did Clover. For fuck's sake, what was it with that music?! "Jerry, it's Sam! What's going on?" I took hands off my ears to hear her words.
But then I could see Dad's hologram as well. It looked like he was covering his ears too… "I'm sorry Sam, I can barely hear you. It must be a bad connection!" He shouted through the phone, making my jaw drop. He was…. He was having a fucking party?!
"SELL IT TO SOMEONE WHO'S BUYIN', JER! YOU'RE HAVING AN UNAUTHORIZED PARTY IN OUR HOUSE!" Clover screamed accusingly while she and Sam were glaring at him. I, on the other hand, was still gaping in disbelief.
But it looked like Dad had bigger problems than Clover's screaming. "NO, NOT THE POOL!" He turned around and shouted to someone. All three of us gaped. The pool?! What the fuck was going on there?! Wait, I could already guess. Maybe they had that water horse thing or something… "I'm sorry girls, I've got to go!" He hung up.
"I can't believe it! We're about to be dolphinized, and Jer just hung up on us!" Clover was fuming. "Next time he shouldn't channel Uncle Angus…" I tried not to laugh in disbelief, except that I failed miserably. "Not funny!" The blonde-haired girl screeched while glaring at me.
I still couldn't believe he actually did that. Unauthorized party sounded more like Uncle… But I knew one thing. As soon as we were back, Dad would be screwed once the girls got his hands on him, and not even I could help this time!
"Forget Jerry, we have bigger problems…" Sam said just as I looked up to see the bubble become bigger. "This bubble's gonna blow!" And that was exactly what happened. Glass broke and water came out of the aquarium along with us screaming.
"That's what I call thinking outside the box!" I couldn't help chuckling at Clover's words while we were on the floor, soaking wet. For the fucking second time today… But then I could see Alex playing in what was left of water with her hands.
I helped her up, but she didn't look pleased at all. "Why did you remove me? I loved it in there, I felt so… Imperturbable, so phlegmatic!" She looked up in awe just as Sam and Clover ran to us. Those two and I looked at each other in worry before looking at her.
"Alex, are you ok?" Clover asked her. "Headmaster Charleston promised to make me a more illuminated creature… I think he's succeeded!" Alex started playing with a ball, keeping balance with her nose. "Honestly, I think he's talking bullshit." I told her the truth. "Yes, not a hairstyle is going to look good on your head!" Clover agreed.
Sam walked to the dolphinator. "It's too late to reason with her, let's just grab the dolphinator so we can turn her back!" She took it, but I wished she didn't say those words…
You know why? Because Alex ran to the door and started calling her porpoise buddies for a fucking backup! Charleston and his students ran inside. "Thanks for the alert, Alex; you truly are one of us!" Headmaster praised.
Some of them started charging at us while Sam ran towards Charleston. I jumped out of the way before throwing some Mini Bombs at three students. I then kicked them, sending them flying to the floor. "Lily, a bit help here?!" I could Clover shouting.
Turning around, I threw some Bombs at two students who had cornered Clover. She used the smoke to smack their heads into each other. But then I ducked before Alex could try to hit me.
"I've had it enough of the porpoise bullshit for… For an awfully long time!" I exclaimed angrily, but then Clover pushed me out of the way before Alex could hit me with her 'fin'. The blonde-haired girl quickly took a picture and put it in front of us.
Alex tried to smash it, and was successful, destroying it in half. "Whatever happened to best friends forever?!" Clover reminded in panic. "It's impossible for land dwellers and sea dwellers to be friends!" The black-haired girl said simply. "Little Mermaid much?!" I screamed before a Bungee Belt tied around her 'fin'.
"I thought dolphins were supposed to be peaceful creatures!" Sam jumped on Alex's back with a scream. Alex kept turning around, trying to knock her off… Until Sam used the chance to jump off her back while still spinning, tying her up in process. She then knocked out another guy.
"Don't do this Sam, dolphins are meant to roam free!" Alex protested. "They're not meant to roam on land, but in fucking ocean!" I managed to push Sam out of the way while shouting because Charleston ran inside with a net in his hands.
He looked like a catcher with it… The irony. He then swung it at us, but Sam managed to take it out of his hands before knocking him out.
But then… The Porpoise Bunch started calling for even more fucking backup. "Let's just get out of here! Lily, grab the Dolphinator!" I nodded before grabbing it and running out, right after Sam and Clover.
We ran to a swimming pool before hiding behind some tribunes. The angry bunch ran right past the tribunes and out of the room, not even noticing us. "Hey, I've got an idea! If I rewire my Ultra Sensitive Earring Microphone Communicator to record the dolphin calls, maybe I can lure everyone into the pool and Lily could change them back!" Clover suddenly suggested.
"Clover, that's brilliant!" Sam exclaimed. While Clover started rewiring her Earring with the Nail File, Sam decided to splash tiles with water from a nearby pipe in order to make them slippery. I was waiting for Clover to do her part of the plan.
Once Sam returned, Clover finally managed to record the dolphin calls. The Earring started emitting them and soon after, Alex, Charleston, and the others were inside.
After slipping on the tiles, they were in the pool. Sam helped me put the helmet on just as they came out of it. "Stop, what are you doing, Lily?!" I could hear Alex screaming. "Don't worry Alex; we know what's best for you!" Sam shouted to her before I finally put it on my eyes completely.
A beam came out of the Dolphinator and enveloped them. Once I took the thing off, everyone looked normal again. "Judging from your hideous uniforms, you can all use a dose of my fashion sense!" Clover then grinned.
While Clover and Sam were holding Charleston by his hands, I couldn't help noticing one fin still on his back. The two of them joked by saying how one could take guy out of Dorsal, but couldn't take Dorsal out of guy. But then Alex gladly put handcuffs on his wrists…
"You're just lucky I'm back to normal!" She glared at him. Then a dolphin came out of the pool, making me raise an eyebrow. "Guess it's a new normal…" Sam trailed off. We started laughing.
"JERRY!" Clover's screams were echoing through the villa once again. I looked at my clothing, playing with my green skirt, yellow sleeveless shirt and shoelaces of my green sneakers. She literally looked like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment, so it was better to look at anything that wasn't her… And I could see why. Kitchen, living room, everything was a fucking mess!
Alex took a fish from a nearby table. "How long was I gone for?" She questioned while looking at me. I simply shrugged my shoulders, not knowing what to tell her.
"JERRY! YOU CAN RUN A MAJOR SPY AGENCY, BUT WE CAN'T TRUST YOU ALONE IN OUR HOUSE FOR ONE DAY?!" I covered my ears while Clover was screaming. I hoped Dad somehow managed to escape from the house because if the girls saw him, he was fucking dead…
Even though I understood the girls this time. They had been rude to him before, but if someone organized a party at my house like that without saying anything, I'd be equally pissed. They had a good reason to be furious.
"You're not leaving this place until everything is spick-and-span!" I quickly turned around to see Sam glaring at Dad. "GLADIS!" She then shouted, and the machine appeared, offering cleaning tools. Dad simply let out a sigh.
While Dad was cleaning everything from last night, the girls and I were sitting on chairs, just relaxing. "I'm just glad to be home, even though I do have to go back to England next week…" Alex told us truthfully.
Suddenly, the phone started ringing again, making all of us look at it. Alex answered the call. Suddenly, a smile appeared on her face. "Does that mean I can stay in Bev Hills?!" She suddenly asked happily.
Sam, Clover and I exchanged smiles. Alex then hung up. "I CAN STAY!" She shouted happily before we hugged her. "The best friends are back!" Sam exclaimed in joy while Clover started rambling.
"Wait… If those grades weren't mine, then who got all F's?" Alex then wondered. "I think I have an idea…" I trailed off with a knowing look before we could hear screaming. Yes… It was Mandy!
"F'S?! BUT HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?!" We got closer to see her crying on a chair while her mother was looking at her disapprovingly. "You are grounded for the rest of the year, young lady, and that means, no dates!" Phoebe ordered. "YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS! THE BOYS OF BEV HILLS WILL BE LOST WITHOUT ME!" Mandy screamed. "Somehow, I think they'll survive." Sam whispered to us, making us chuckle. But then the bitch started screaming again…
I rolled my eyes in disbelief before walking away from the sight. I couldn't listen to her screaming anymore…
Looking up, I could see Dad still cleaning all the crap from yesterday. He kind of deserved it… But I decided to get closer anyway. "Did you really use Clover's sweater as a dishrag?" I asked with a raised eyebrow once I was across a table where he was.
Dad looked up at those words. "No, it was an incident. I accidentally knocked it into the kitchen sink, the sweater was already there." "I fucking knew it." I muttered. "But from what I heard, you took the blame for that. Why?" He looked at me.
"They've been rude to you ever since you asked them if you could stay. I thought that they'd go easier on me if I were to blame." I explained quietly. "Thank you. I'm not really used to living in a house." I looked up at that statement. "But you have a bachelor pad!" I pointed out in confusion.
He nodded. "I do, but I spend a whole day at Headquarters. There, computers do most of the work, so I always forget what it's like not to be there. There's no turning on and off by you, it happens automatically…" I simply nodded in understanding. It made sense…
"But then why the fuck did you organize a party? That's something Uncle would most likely do…" I laughed. But Dad looked at me disapprovingly. "Language, Lily." "Sorry Dad, it's just that…" I was still laughing. But I stopped as soon as I could see him looking at me in shock.
My eyebrows furrowed. "Did I say something wrong?" I asked slowly. "No. I'm just… I'm not used to you calling me like that." He finally said. "I can stop if it bothers you," I quickly started but was cut off. "There's no need to. I'll get used to it." A smile appeared on my face. Without thinking, I hugged Dad.
"How long does fumigating last?" I asked after I had pulled away from the hug. "Two more days." He stated. I frowned for a moment and looked up at the sky with my arms folded. Mother and Uncle were coming back in three days…
But going home a few days earlier wouldn't hurt? "How about," I looked at Dad. "I help you clean this mess, and you stay two days at my house?" I suggested. "What about your mother and uncle?" "They won't be here until Wednesday." I responded.
"Besides, our house is huge. It has guest rooms, so there's no reason for you to stay in that small tent." I added. "But under condition that you don't blow it up, or else I'll be fucked instead." Dad looked as if he was contemplating on what he should do… "Fine." He finally said, earning a grin from me. "And then you can tell me in which way Uncle influenced you to make the girls' faces redder than a tomato!"
"Your uncle always organized such parties, but Bryony's face was usually redder than a tomato instead." He said immediately and I laughed, trying to imagine what that must have looked like while taking a bottle from the ground.
Well… 8200 words! I hope you liked it and until next time!
