(Robbie's POV)
Everything we have worked for is gone.
Out the window.
In the garbage.
Flushed down the toilet.
Drained of hope.
Long lost.
All of our radio hopes and dreams have been shattered. Waller knows. What was Travis thinking? This is entirely his fault! I am so mad I could rip the Roscoe phone book in two. Maybe he is not totally to blame but what are we going to do? There is nothing left to do.
Kim is never going to trust me again. I lied to her for an entire year.
Things are so heated right now between the four of us, especially between Lily, Ray, and Travis. I guess Travis was finally fed up with Lily's "holier than thou" attitude and exploded. He yelled her name in the middle of our broadcast!
Let me take you back to earlier today…
Before we were brought to Waller's office…
Before Waller found us…
Lily yelled at Travis for constantly asking for help when writing poems to Bridget. After that, Lily and Travis got in to heated discussion on the air. I realized that their argument would go farther than our radio audience needed to hear. So I put on a song.
When I did Travis never turned off the mikes and said Lily's name over the air. Waller heard that and everything clicked. He busted into Mickey's and threatened him. Mackey had to tell him where the warehouse was. Everyone knew that Mickey somehow knew who the radio hosts really were and Waller finally made him burst at his seams.
He ran to the station and busted through the door.
Travis had turned off the mikes by that point so we were all yelling at each by that point.
When we heard pounding on the door we all stopped in mid sentence.
He looked hurt when he saw who the four of us were… like he had been betrayed.
I was his model student. (Or as Ray called me, his "Supermodel student")
He had us trapped.
And we were petrified.
He signaled for us to get up and we hesitantly followed him.
He led us to the school, down the hall, and to his office where he pointed at the chairs in front of his desk. We sat down. We have been here for an hour. For forty-five minutes he sat and stared at us, not quite knowing what to say. He left the room fifteen minutes ago and we can see him at the reception desk making phone calls.
None of the four of is has said a word since Waller stood in the station door, breaking up Travis and Lily's argument. Even though none of us wanted to talk to each other because of the awkwardness that has lingered in our friendship for many weeks, we had a kind of telepathy like Ms. Mitchell described and we all knew what the other was thinking.
I know that Lily is sad for the loss of attention. I know that she is feeling distant from all of us guys. I know that Ray is finally feeling popular at school but shunned at the station by the one person he always wanted attention from. I know that Travis is feeling ashamed. He knows he got out of hand and blew our cover. He did the most dangerous, unthinkable thing that could ruin our high school relationships and careers and he knew he was going to have to take the heat for it.