DISCLAIMER
Now, if you guys haven't figured out that I don't own these brilliant characters except for Belinda Jordan, you must be staying up too late.
Belinda parked her car and walked up to the school. A man walked up to meet her.
"Hello, I'm Peter Scarbrow," he greeted.
"Belinda Jordan. I work for the D.C. Gazette," Belinda introduced herself.
"A reporter? Beautiful," Peter said with a grimace.
"Well, I'd for one would love to see your beautiful school," Belinda gushed. Peter raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, really?" he asked.
"Yes. I've heard so much about it," Belinda continued.
"Well, then, right this way," Peter said. With that, he led her into the school. In the main lodge, Sixteen-year old Katherine Cabot and her fellow Cliffhangers were gathered at a table.
"So, I was thinking maybe we could have some decorations like this…" Katherine said.
"Wow. That looks so beautiful," Jess stated.
"It's a little babyish, don't ya think?" sixteen-year old David Ruxton queried. Sixteen-year old Ezra Friedkin smacked him.
"Guys, be nice," sixteen-year old Juliette "Jules" Waybourne chided.
"So, what's her story?" Belinda wondered, whipping out a notebook and pen.
"Kat's getting ready for graduation," Peter explained. The woman scribbled something in her notebook. It was just like she had thought: it was just a regular school for spoiled kids. This would make a great article! Just then, a door banged open.
"NO WAY! FORGET IT!" a voice shouted. Belinda watched in fascination as a blond-haired boy stomped out of an office. At his heels were two blond women.
"Scott, honey, it's the only way," one of the blond women said.
"I SAID NO!" Scott screamed.
"Scott, it'd help your case," the other blond woman told him.
"No! No way! I am not calling CPS!" Scott shouted. Belinda stared. CPS? What was going on here?
