A/N: I'm back! After one long week -_-
Anyway, I'm not gonna let that ruin my good mood. Since I'm busy tomorrow, I updated this one day early, finding time in the week to write it, so you guys still get your weekly update. This has to be one of my favourite chapters/stories to write so I really don't want to not update this week. Besides from that, I also have more time to update since I just finished a story! *Cheering in the background*
So till next time (And I hope you all have a great weekend),
D.L.D
Amy's P.O.V
I sighed as I thought about how secretive Dawn's been recently. It's been starting to bug me. She loves to be around other people just to learn about their auras. It was what made her herself. But now she was isolating herself. That's what bothered me. She was hiding something and I didn't know what. And it could be anything!
However, I do know that it was to do with New Years. That was the last time Dawn acted normal, so it had to be then. Problem is, only two people know what happened: Scarlett and Dawn. Fat chance of me getting the truth out of either. They both know how to keep a secret and I don't want to go to Scarlett. She's the definition of a power crazed scientist. Plus she might try to use me again.
I shiver as I feel a cold breeze brush by. I knew I shouldn't have chosen to sit underneath my usual tree. Especially since it was freezing today. The fact that it had rained earlier didn't help me feel more comfortable either. I sighed. I should try to focus on finishing this commission.
Chewing on the end of my pen, I looked down at my notepad. I was meant to be writing a poem for a commission, but this issue is causing my mind to wander. The lined page was blank, with a bunch of doodles along the edge. I frowned. I can't focus on anything! Not even blanking out, like I usually do. I can't keep going on like this! I had to find out what was going on.
Packing away my notepad and pen, I got my stuff and headed towards the dorms. If Dawn won't give me some answers, I'll find them out myself.
Topher's P.O.V
I watched in awe as Chris managed affairs with his 'team' via a phone call. He was everything I wanted to be when I was older, well except the looking old part, but apart from that I was happy to be a second Chris. After all he's my idol. I'd kill just to be in his shoes for a day.
"No, I need to have the huge laser light show for the concert!" He frowned, "This Drama Brothers concert has to be perfect! You hear that Gail? Perfect!"
He went silent as he gave 'Gail' a chance to explain.
"I don't care if it's not available!" Chris growled, "Make it, or I'll fire your ass!"
Ending the call he plopped down on his desk chair, sighing in relief. being a celebrity seems like tiring work. Good thing I'm born ready for that!
"Ah, Topher!" He'd just noticed me and had a grin on his face, "Just the man I needed. You got my order?"
"Yep," I nodded, standing in a similar way to a soldier, "Just as you ordered. I got the expensive kind you enjoy, Chris!"
"Perfect!" He rubbed his hands in delight, "Pass me."
I then gave him the paper takeout bag I'd been holding for the past few minutes. I'd made sure to take in every detail of the order, making sure the staff at the restaurant didn't mess with it. It's all part of being a mini-Chris. Plus it's great research for my future career.
"It's actually perfect," Chris sniffed as he seemed to shed a tear, "Well done, I guess. Or whatever you people say when someone does something decent."
I smiled proudly at his words before turning my back to him a fist pumping the air. Yes! He said I did something decent!
"You can go now," Chris shooed me out of his office.
Obeying, I left his office, a smile on my face. Noah was outside, scowling as he saw me.
"Great," He groaned, "Chris junior if here."
"Well I'm actually a better version of Chris," I say proudly, "I'm younger, smarter, funnier and-"
"I get it, Topher," He rolled his eyes, "Just try not to be too annoying right now."
"How was I being annoying?" I raised a brow.
Noah sighed as he frowned.
"Just don't say anything to me for the rest of the day and we'll be cool," He spoke, "Or I can get Eva and Jo onto you."
I gulped as I heard his words. No-one wants to mess with those two. They're well-known for having short tempers and little to no mercy.
"Ok," I say, "But only because Chris praised me and I don't want to ruin my day."
"Whatever," Noah sighed before we heard Chris' voice.
"Interns!"
"Coming," We both answered before going into his office.
Courtney's P.O.V
I sighed as I finished yet another tedious class. I swear if Jose and Alejandro continue this stupid squabbling during another lesson, I'm gonna go insane. It's not even because they squabble, it's because they do it all the time. Even Staci's endless lies are less annoying than that!
I smiled as I exited the room, only to bump into Heather. Of all people it had to be her. Right after I told her about my 'dilemma' too! Why do I always get lousy timing?
"Hey, Court," She flashed a smile.
"Hi, Heather," I forced one back, "Nice hair. Did it grow back?"
I wasn't lying, it actually looked quite good. I could see that it had grown out a little and had reached her shoulders. But instead of having it out loose, she's tied it in a ponytail with a braid.
"It's coming there," She sighed as she tugged on the ends, "My little sister did this yesterday."
"The one in Australia or the one in High school?" I raised a brow.
"The one in high school," She rolled her eyes, "Anyway, I just wanted to confirm if you're coming this weekend."
"Definitely," I reply, hesitantly, "But you have to fulfill your side of the deal. I can't ask Alejandro about Latina stuff, so who else could I-"
"You can ask Katie," She smiled, "After all Katie had a Quinceanera, or something like that. She'll know about being a Latina."
"Hopefully," I mumbled.
The last time I spoke to Katie was last year when Heather tricked her and Sadie. I doubt she'd want to help me right now...
"Thanks for the help anyway," I sighed before heading to the library. I might as well study since everything else seems to be going downhill for me.
Taylor's P.O.V
I put on my headphones and headed towards a treadmill. Maybe running will take my mind off Chef cutting down on classes.
Putting on my favourite song and adjusting the speed, I begin to push my thoughts away with exercise. It was way better than thinking about what to do. Whether to compete or not. Whether to stay or leave...
I shiver as I think about it. To be honest I am considering leaving Pahkitew College. It's not like that dump's got anything to offer me, plus Chris seems to be controlling everything. Even if he isn't doing it directly. The place is more or less a sophisticated prison.
I continued to run as my thoughts collided with my chill mindset. Everything seemed to be going wrong with the new year. My dad and mom are going to court, meaning I'll have less time with them as well as money to start life with; my old friends have ditched me; and now Chef is giving up on his class, all because Chris told him to. It makes me wonder how such corrupt people have so much power.
As I continued to jog, I heard the familiar heavy breathing of one of my classmates. It was slow and steady, like an engine, and it was followed by slight grunting. Eva.
"You know, Stress-ercising is bad for you," She spoke, making me take off my headphones.
"Stress-ercising, as if!" I chuckled slightly as she just grunted.
"You're a terrible liar," She stated, "It's kinda obvious you are."
"Really?" I sighed.
"Yep," She responded, "The most obvious you can get."
"I had a feeling," I chuckled softly before sighing, "I guess Chef telling us about his replacement got to my head. Plus I've been under a lot of pressure recently. I'm too not sure about whether to enter a competition or not..."
There was a moment of silence. All that filled the it was the sound of our footsteps, and the quiet music from my headphones.
"You'll survive," She smiled reassuringly, "We all do. Chef's doing what's best, just trust him. He helped me become what I am now. He saw that I was bullied and helped me confront my bullies."
"He did?" I stared at her in amazement. Chef didn't really show attachment to the students in his workplace. He was more of the silent, grunty type. Never saying anything. I couldn't imagine him actually helping someone.
"Chef's not as tough as he looks," She chuckled, "He was my preschool teacher. Anyway, you wanna know what he told me?"
"Yeah?" I looked at her, my curiosity captured. I had to know what he told her.
"He told me to never give up," Her treadmill came to stop, "And I advise the same for you. Come find me when you're ready to train together. You look like a good workout buddy."
With no other words, she walked away, leaving me alone to think.
Sierra's P.O.V
I sighed as I slipped on my pajamas. Today had been so long and tiring, and I still have more to type up. Who knew getting a first edition of a newspaper out was so stressful?
Flopping down on my bed, I look at my notepad. It was filled with all sorts of stories: all talking about recent events. Usually I wouldn't find it boring, but since there was nothing interesting to write about, I couldn't help but feel bored. I needed something entertaining, something fresh, something fun.
As if answering my questions, I heard my phone vibrate. Eager, I grabbed it from my bedside table. Instantly, I unlocked it ready to check my latest message. I saw three new messages on WhatsApp. Each from three old associates of mine. Izzy, Noah and Eva.
I decided to look at Noah's reply first, since he was the most snarky.
*New Message*-5:30 pm
From Noah:
Moany bookworm- I don't feel comfortable about it, but I guess I'll join the newspaper. Who knows being with Team E-scope might be fun?
I grinned as I typed a reply before quickly going to see what Eva had replied. Hopefully, she'd agree like Noah.
*New Message*-5:00 pm
From: Eva
Wrestling buddy- So...Izzy said you were reuniting Team E-scope. If so, I'm in. But only for the gossip game.
I smiled once again at this reply, but a part of me also sighed. I'd promised Codykin- I mean Cody, that I wouldn't do any gossip. I had to prove to him that I've matured. Or he'll never take me seriously again! Instead of replying, I went to see what Izzy had sent. Fortunately, she didn't mention anything about gossip.
*New Message*-6:00 pm
From: Izzy
Crazy redhead bestie- Hey, CC! Good news! My schedule's totally free, so I can definitely join newspaper! I've already convinced Noah and Eva, don't worry. ;P
I smiled at her reply. I can always count on Izzy to lighten my spirits. She always has the best gossip, or even crazy stories. Like Staci, well kinda more fun than Staci, but still.
Working with my new information, I created a group chat for Team E-scope. Once it was done, I immediately noticed that there was a new message.
Team E-scope Group Chat:
Wrestling buddy, Moany bookworm, Crazy redhead bestie and you are online.
Wrestling buddy- So we're in the gossip game?
Moany bookworm- Well that's why most of us are here?
Crazy redhead bestie- You guys need to chill!
Not everything's about gossip, sillies.
Wrestling buddy- For some people it is.
Me- Sure...
Anyway, welcome to the group chat!
...
We ended up talking for a while, before I decided to make something for dinner. We spoke about classes, gossip and even dissing Chris. It was the second most fun time I've had having a conversation, obviously after talking to Codykin- I mean Cody, for the first time. Maybe reuniting Team E-scope will be more fun than I thought.
