"Hmm. So he really got on your nerves this time?" A figure asked another
standing next to her in the dark.
"More then you can possibly imagine." The other said with venom dripping slightly in her voice.
"I have an ideal that will put him in his place but I need some background information." The first said a sly tone in her voice. After that their voices where no louder then mere whispers.
"What kind of background information?"
"Olive isn't straight is he?"
"How did you find out?"
"I have my ways, so I guess the answer to my question is yes. This should play a great part in my plan."
"Don't hurt Olive."
"Oh I won't hurt anyone, I'm just going to bring Olive out of the closet."
"What are you going to do?"
"I need dresses, as many as you can spare. But they have to fit them."
"We could pillage Timothy and Simon's closets. I'm sure we'll find enough dresses why?"
"Good now all we need is to get some of Simon's extra make up some rope and the needed chairs."
"This sounds familiar."
"It's just between us though, remember don't tell anyone."
"Don't you trust me?"
"Maybe, I have to go."
"Why? Where are you going now?"
"I have some unfinished business in town."
"I'll see you at dinner."
"Yea, see you." The first figure said before the two figures left. No one ever knowing that the two had the conversation.
~*~
Tay sighed as she walked into Becky who seemed to be preoccupied with something in her hand. Tay glanced quickly and found a letter from someone. With that she shrugged it off and left Becky to read her letter. It was an invitation from the BBA association in Boston. They asked her to go and participate in a tournament. She wasn't going to decline but now there were so many people to ask if they want to come along. Normally Mel or one of the other girls would go with her but now all these other teams were here. She could bring a friend it was defiantly not going to be Enrique coming with her. She went to her room to think it over. Though she had forgotten she had her staircase on so as she walked up to her library she heard music. She looked down and noticed that the stair she was on was lit up and a note was droning on in the silence. She smiled and rushed up the stairs only to go back down and turn up the staircase. She put on some headphones and began to play a song with the staircase on full blast. Before she knew it there stood Tala with his hands over his ears yelling something at her. She stopped and made sure the note ended before taking off her headphones. "Qu'est-ce?"
"Can you knock it off? You can hear that stupid staircase from a mile away." He said and she smiled put on her headphones and began to play her song again. He covered his ears and left aggravated. After a while she took off her headphones and turned off her staircase. She walked into the library noticing that Mel and Nat were having a conversation.
"Your cousins have been complaining about being bored. We should have them do something." Nat said crossing her arms and glaring at Mel.
"What are you going to have them do? Dress all in black spandex and dance the hokey pokey while sing that song I'm Too Sexy For My Shirt?" Mel said straight faced and serious. This caused the whole library that had been listening in to laugh.
"That was priceless." Tyson exclaimed rapping an arm around Mel's shoulders. Mel rolled her eyes and shrugged his shoulder off before leaving. "What's up with her?"
"Je ne sais pas." Oliver and Becky said in unison then looked at each other.
~
Mel walked down the hallway grumbling under her breath. She didn't like what was coming up. Beatrice couldn't persuade the ever-prestigious white suit group that she couldn't come to their little get together. Now she had to get ready for that AND plan a rather eccentric prank that already took a week to plan. She really was becoming rather busy lately, she didn't know whether it was fate working against her or she wanted to just kick back and relax for a while. She ran a hand through her messy hair and took off the hair tie to unravel her braid. She went to her room and sat down at her desk picking up a brush and began to brush the waves out of her hair. She sighed and took a shower before dressing in a simple blue mussel shirt, black pants, and of coarse her socks. She hated it when her feet got cold. She ran her brush through her hair and put it up in a simple ponytail. She walked out and went to the door and slipped on a pair of tennis shoes. "GUYS! I'M OFF!" She yelled down the hall and opened the door. She would have been gone in a second if Sam hadn't been standing in front of her.
"Where are you going? You have your hair out of its braid. Why?" She said and came in to circle Mel like a vulture. Mel tensed slightly not liking to be inspected. "You're not wearing a black t-shirt. IS there something wrong with you?"
"Uh, Sam I like to wear something other then I normally wear every once in a while and besides, I have to look somewhat decent. You don't go have lunch with a politician's wife looking like a hoodlum now do you." Mel said before dashing out of the house knowing that she'd be slightly late.
"Wait MEL!" Sam said wanting to know if there was going to be any celebrities at the meeting however Mel had gone out of hearing range once she got into the car that was sent to pick her up. She sighed and looked out the window before turning her head to the woman next to her. "Hey cousin. How are you?" She asked with a slight smile.
~
"I still don't see why she'd want to skip that event. That's one of the most high class get-togethers of the army." Louie said as the cousins talked.
"You know their standards. Trim and proper, no exceptions. I don't blame her for wanting to skip out of it." Bummer said leaning against the bar.
"Yea, she's never been that type of girl." Bega said before taking a shot and getting the four ball in.
"Funny, for the longest time you thought she was a guy with long hair." Dan said to his brother who missed the cue ball completely.
"It wasn't my fault she went by that dumb nickname." Bega retorted trying to regain some dignity since the argument would slide down hill anyway.
"If I remember correctly, you were the one to give her that name." Louie said with a smile.
"Oh shut up you were just a little toddler when I started to call her that." Bega snapped glaring at his younger brother.
"But she was still just a toddler as well." Bummer put in with a smile the others knowing they had trapped Bega. "Or should I refresh your memory of a time when you two actually got along."
"Don't even start." Bega hissed leaning against the pool table. "Besides it's not my fault her father was a highly sought after official in the arm forces. She has to deal with this by her self."
"But it's not her fault either so why should she have to finish what her father started." Louie reasoned.
"BECAUSE SHE IS ONE OF THE TOUGHEST GIRLS OUT THERE!" Bega shouted tossing the pool stick on the table.
"Still bent on trying to win her at a mind game right? Well keep trying maybe you'll win her sometime." Dan and Bummer said with a sigh before they went back to their quiet game.
"More then you can possibly imagine." The other said with venom dripping slightly in her voice.
"I have an ideal that will put him in his place but I need some background information." The first said a sly tone in her voice. After that their voices where no louder then mere whispers.
"What kind of background information?"
"Olive isn't straight is he?"
"How did you find out?"
"I have my ways, so I guess the answer to my question is yes. This should play a great part in my plan."
"Don't hurt Olive."
"Oh I won't hurt anyone, I'm just going to bring Olive out of the closet."
"What are you going to do?"
"I need dresses, as many as you can spare. But they have to fit them."
"We could pillage Timothy and Simon's closets. I'm sure we'll find enough dresses why?"
"Good now all we need is to get some of Simon's extra make up some rope and the needed chairs."
"This sounds familiar."
"It's just between us though, remember don't tell anyone."
"Don't you trust me?"
"Maybe, I have to go."
"Why? Where are you going now?"
"I have some unfinished business in town."
"I'll see you at dinner."
"Yea, see you." The first figure said before the two figures left. No one ever knowing that the two had the conversation.
~*~
Tay sighed as she walked into Becky who seemed to be preoccupied with something in her hand. Tay glanced quickly and found a letter from someone. With that she shrugged it off and left Becky to read her letter. It was an invitation from the BBA association in Boston. They asked her to go and participate in a tournament. She wasn't going to decline but now there were so many people to ask if they want to come along. Normally Mel or one of the other girls would go with her but now all these other teams were here. She could bring a friend it was defiantly not going to be Enrique coming with her. She went to her room to think it over. Though she had forgotten she had her staircase on so as she walked up to her library she heard music. She looked down and noticed that the stair she was on was lit up and a note was droning on in the silence. She smiled and rushed up the stairs only to go back down and turn up the staircase. She put on some headphones and began to play a song with the staircase on full blast. Before she knew it there stood Tala with his hands over his ears yelling something at her. She stopped and made sure the note ended before taking off her headphones. "Qu'est-ce?"
"Can you knock it off? You can hear that stupid staircase from a mile away." He said and she smiled put on her headphones and began to play her song again. He covered his ears and left aggravated. After a while she took off her headphones and turned off her staircase. She walked into the library noticing that Mel and Nat were having a conversation.
"Your cousins have been complaining about being bored. We should have them do something." Nat said crossing her arms and glaring at Mel.
"What are you going to have them do? Dress all in black spandex and dance the hokey pokey while sing that song I'm Too Sexy For My Shirt?" Mel said straight faced and serious. This caused the whole library that had been listening in to laugh.
"That was priceless." Tyson exclaimed rapping an arm around Mel's shoulders. Mel rolled her eyes and shrugged his shoulder off before leaving. "What's up with her?"
"Je ne sais pas." Oliver and Becky said in unison then looked at each other.
~
Mel walked down the hallway grumbling under her breath. She didn't like what was coming up. Beatrice couldn't persuade the ever-prestigious white suit group that she couldn't come to their little get together. Now she had to get ready for that AND plan a rather eccentric prank that already took a week to plan. She really was becoming rather busy lately, she didn't know whether it was fate working against her or she wanted to just kick back and relax for a while. She ran a hand through her messy hair and took off the hair tie to unravel her braid. She went to her room and sat down at her desk picking up a brush and began to brush the waves out of her hair. She sighed and took a shower before dressing in a simple blue mussel shirt, black pants, and of coarse her socks. She hated it when her feet got cold. She ran her brush through her hair and put it up in a simple ponytail. She walked out and went to the door and slipped on a pair of tennis shoes. "GUYS! I'M OFF!" She yelled down the hall and opened the door. She would have been gone in a second if Sam hadn't been standing in front of her.
"Where are you going? You have your hair out of its braid. Why?" She said and came in to circle Mel like a vulture. Mel tensed slightly not liking to be inspected. "You're not wearing a black t-shirt. IS there something wrong with you?"
"Uh, Sam I like to wear something other then I normally wear every once in a while and besides, I have to look somewhat decent. You don't go have lunch with a politician's wife looking like a hoodlum now do you." Mel said before dashing out of the house knowing that she'd be slightly late.
"Wait MEL!" Sam said wanting to know if there was going to be any celebrities at the meeting however Mel had gone out of hearing range once she got into the car that was sent to pick her up. She sighed and looked out the window before turning her head to the woman next to her. "Hey cousin. How are you?" She asked with a slight smile.
~
"I still don't see why she'd want to skip that event. That's one of the most high class get-togethers of the army." Louie said as the cousins talked.
"You know their standards. Trim and proper, no exceptions. I don't blame her for wanting to skip out of it." Bummer said leaning against the bar.
"Yea, she's never been that type of girl." Bega said before taking a shot and getting the four ball in.
"Funny, for the longest time you thought she was a guy with long hair." Dan said to his brother who missed the cue ball completely.
"It wasn't my fault she went by that dumb nickname." Bega retorted trying to regain some dignity since the argument would slide down hill anyway.
"If I remember correctly, you were the one to give her that name." Louie said with a smile.
"Oh shut up you were just a little toddler when I started to call her that." Bega snapped glaring at his younger brother.
"But she was still just a toddler as well." Bummer put in with a smile the others knowing they had trapped Bega. "Or should I refresh your memory of a time when you two actually got along."
"Don't even start." Bega hissed leaning against the pool table. "Besides it's not my fault her father was a highly sought after official in the arm forces. She has to deal with this by her self."
"But it's not her fault either so why should she have to finish what her father started." Louie reasoned.
"BECAUSE SHE IS ONE OF THE TOUGHEST GIRLS OUT THERE!" Bega shouted tossing the pool stick on the table.
"Still bent on trying to win her at a mind game right? Well keep trying maybe you'll win her sometime." Dan and Bummer said with a sigh before they went back to their quiet game.