This isn't really an author's note, I'm just a substitute writer for now because the author apparently has somethings to take care of. Blitz asked me to continue this story for the time being while he's editing out the older chapters of this story which is kinda 'really' stupid. As a loyal friend I have reluctantly accepted his request to help him out. (because I owe him :-/ )

P.S: I'm the guy who types in Garth's lines in Blitz's group chat :) It's basically a big story discussion and RP thingy that we do after the four of us ("The Garth", "The Lilly", "The Kate" and "The Humphrey") read his newest chapter before he uploads them and adds some of the lines at the end called Comedy Shorts. Today's particular chat was definitely lacking in some ways without Blitz.

Where The Fun Begins Part III

Woodland Park

Tuesday 17:04

Humphrey's P.O.V.

"It's a bit too crowded now, isn't it? Shouldn't we call it a day and head off?" Lilly asked me. Part of me really did want to leave because steering out of the way of several slow rowers is now becoming quite tedious. On the other hand, I wanted to practice more... just to test my durability.

"How about one more lap?" I offered. Lilly turned around and looked at me with the saddest pup eyes ever.

"We did six laps Humphrey. My arms can't do any more than this!" She moaned at me.

"Just one more, please?" I begged her. "Fine but I won't be rowing after we reach the orange buoys." Lilly replied then we continued rowing.

Just then, the same siren we heard from the day before went off again. 'Someone's racing, thank God it isn't us.' I thought.

Lilly and I stopped our boat, far from the lanes and watched out for who might be racing.

Winston's P.O.V.

"Humphrey and Lilly better not be racing again." I said as I watched four boats row up to the starting buoys.

"It isn't them but you gotta see this sir." Reba told me as she handed me the binoculars.

"Those two are gonna buying me a drink this Saturday."

Humphrey's P.O.V.

"Shit, this is where the fun begins." I told Lilly after seeing who the four rowers were.

"Really?" She asked as she laid on to my legs.

"Scar, Claw and two other seniors are on. They aren't racing in doubles. Solo's only. The Jumbotron screen reads that this is a practice race for the seniors." I replied.

Lilly immediately got up, violently shaking the boat and almost tipping us in. "Careful! You do not want us to end up in the drink again." I said while trying to balance out the shell.

"Sorry, it's just that this is something I really don't want to miss." Lilly apologized in her defense. I shook my head then laid down on the railing board.

"You aren't gonna watch?" Lilly asked me. "Nah, I know Craig's got this in the bag." I said then closed my eyes.

"Wanna bet? I win, we go on a second date to make up for our first and if you win, you can do pretty much anything you want this weekend. " Lilly said, causing me to get back up. 'That sounds like she's luring me into going on a date whether I win the bet or not. But still...'

"Come on Lilly, remember Serena's injuries? You want to bet on a miracle then be my guest." I told her then went back down to rest.

"Scar's strong, Humphrey. Watch and learn, watch and learn." Lilly told me as I shut my eyes once more.

"Yeah, sure." I said, then my sleepy-self took over.

3 Minutes Later

"Wake up, Humphrey." A soft voice told me.

"Nah, five more minutes ma..." I said outloud, thinking back to my childhood. The childhood I remember so little of but yet some memories where vivid.

"Really? It's only been three minutes, silly. Get up." I came to my senses and realivzed who was speaking to me. "Did Claw win yet?" I asked Lilly as I got up.

"Humphrey, it seems... you owe me a date." She told me as she pointed at the Jumbotron screen showing Scar winning the race. 'Impossible...'

"Well, that happened. Let's go off before I lose another bet. Luck really isn't on my side." I told Lilly then I rolled up my sleeves and rowed us back to the docks. On our way there, we passed Craig sitting with his head in his palms.

'I know just how you feel man.' I said to myself mentally as I rowed past him.

Iris's P.O.V.

This afternoon was kinda boring. We did just seven laps with no routine to follow.

"This blows." I said to myself as Jay got out of our rowing boat.

"Oh, I'm sure you can do better." Jay told me. "Don't try me." I growled at him as I removed my oars from the *handle things* (I'm sorry everyone, I don't really know what they're called, Blitz will probably edit this once he's done. He's the actual rower not me).

After twenty minutes of packing the boats and equipment, the rowers at Woodland finally said their goodbyes and left for their transports.

Jay and I were walking back to my car then I pulled out my keys. I clicked them then the car beamed once.

"What the hell?" I said then jogged to the side of the Chevrolet. I thought someone had broken into my car but that wasn't the case.

"Son of a bitch!" I cursed out loud after seeing Dylan, another CSE operative sleeping in my car with his legs up on the dashboard.

I unlocked the car, opened the door and pulled Dylan out of the car. "What are you doing in my car?!"

"The boss gave me the spare keys to your car." He explained as he got up from the ground.

"Geez, thanks a lot Iris. I had to chase some guy down dirty alleyways earlier today now you throw me on the concrete floor like trash?" Dylan told me as he dusted off his suit. He then waved his hand to the left, Jay nodded at this signal and walked awat to the said direction.

Dylan then got into my car and sat in the driver's seat... again. "Get in. I'm going to be your driver, Jay's heading somewhere else." He told me. I shook my head in disbelief before sitting in the passenger seat and closing the door.

Dylan then began revving the Grand Sport like he owned the car. "What's the horsepower on this bad girl?" He asked me.

"Don't even try it, I didn't buy this car for racing. Just drive me home."

"No-can-do. Mr. Zephyr said he wants you at the Lodge, pronto." He told me then shifted into gear and slammed on the gas.

"You're buying me new tires." I said as I heard the tires screeching behind us. Dylan ignored me and continued drove me out the park.

Jasper's Central

Tuesday 17:48

We sat for about twenty minutes in silence then my driver decided to speak first. "So... how was school?" He asked me.

"It was fine, McShag." I groaned at him, hoping to irritate him as I stared out the window.

Dylan shook his head "Give me a break, I'm only trying to be social here." I laughed quietly at this. 'That's exactly what Uber drivers say.' I thought while we roamed around the city for a bit.

I saw several wolves queuing in a long line outside a local CS Sportswear store. "Grand dad's enterprise sure is booming because of The Games." I said, watching a couple walk out with matching black and red tracksuits.

"It will be yours one day." Dylan told me. For the first time, I didn't feel as happy hearing that this whole business will be mine.

I frowned and continued staring out the window. "Alright Iris, what's wrong?" McShag asked me, knowing that something's bothering me.

"I don't know anymore..." I sighed in response. We reached the front gate then the guards cleared our passes. Dylan me to my exclusive parking spot at the entrance of the building. Not many wolves had this, only a selected few that my grand dad handpicked. I still don't even know who they are.

Dylan exited the car then walked around to the passenger side of the car and opened the door for me. Left my sports bags in the car and followed my driver into the main hall. Dylan then walked to the elevator on the right side of the lobby and just stood there.

"I'm gonna wait here Miss Zephyr. Boss said he wants to see you and only you alone on the top floor." He told me and waited next to the elevator next to the admin's desk. I walked into the elevator then pressed the button to the 49th floor.

I waited in the elevator for three minutes, listening to elevator music that actually sounded great for the first time. The doors opened and I was greeted by an unpleasant silence on this floor level. It felt really cold and the lights for the corridors were off. However, I still had a good view of the city from here.

I approached the door to my grandfather's head office. Before I could even knock, he told me to come in. I opened the door and found him staring not outside the office this time, but at the door of which I entered from. My grandfather didn't seem happy at all. I walked slowly towards the desk then sat on the chair opposite him.

"Good evening, grand dad." I greeted him.

Marcus didn't even greet me back. "Tell me Iris, what's the motto of Classic Swift?" My grandfather asked me.

"Always improving, always persevering, without compromise." I told him. He slowly nodded at my answer.

"And what are the Zephyr family qualities?" He asked me another question.

"Adaption, loyalty and sacrifice." I answered. Marcus narrowed his eyes at me.

"You can adapt, yes and you are loyal to a respectable point but the real question is: can you sacrifice?"

I nodded then my grandfather shook his head at me. "It may seem easy to nod at these questions but I don't think you are fully willing to sacrifice." Marcus told me, tapping his finger on his cane.

"What makes you say that?" I asked him, now feeling threatened by him. He simply smiled at me for asking the question.

"You've made progress on your observations at Jasper High, haven't you? I'm sure you know who the boy is close to and who he is not so close too."

"Yes...?" I answered cautiously, making my grandfather frown at me once more.

"I am not pulling any legs, Iris. I am giving you until Saturday night. Finish off that Williams boy and his friends by then. My child if you fail, you will not be welcome anywhere near this lodge or your own home. Are we clear, Iris?" Marcus told me.

"Yes." I told him. Marcus nodded and pointed to the door behind me, signaling me to leave the room. I stood up from the chair and walked to the door.

"Jay seems to be more of a Zephyr than you are, prove me wrong." Marcus said before I left the room. 'I feel like such a failure.' I thought as I walked down the corridors. I've never let my grandfather down before, why is this so difficult all of a sudden?

Dylan's P.O.V.

"Hey there Miss Nelson, are those frames new because I swear those glasses keep looking sharper on you every day." I told the receptionist. The red frame really suited her well in my opinion.

"That's really sweet Mr McShag." She said back to me. I was expecting more but she just focused on the screen in front of her. I sighed and continued waiting for Iris to return.

The elevator soon opened and Iris walked out with a tear streaming down her eye. 'That's not a good sign.' I thought, noticing how she has never showed any signs of weakness before.

Just seeing one tear on that young assassin's face shows that something emotionally big must've hit her.

"Hey kid-" I started as I walked to her but she put her hand out to stop me.

"Don't. Just take me home." Iris told me then walked to the exit of the lobby. Her ears were drooped and her tail was sweeping on the floor.

'Veronica felt the same way after JCC. I doubt Iris is gonna get over whatever happened just now the same way as Vero did.'

Garth's Lounge Discussion:

Better Or Worse Without Blitz?

--You know how Criterion games recently took over Need For Speed after Ghost games disbanded?--

Garth: Look at me, I am the captain now!

Humphrey: Blitz isn't here yet?

Lilly: He isn't allowed here until he reads this chapter

Kate: Damn, that's kinda harsh

Humphrey: Guess that makes me Sith Lord of the day

Kate: Seriously?

Humphrey: Blitz has fallen, I am the new leader now!

Garth: Anyway, since I'm the one who decides on what we talk about and who is also now the newly elected author of TMELIHS, we will debate on who should be the true writer of this story ("Lilly" kicked me from the chat not long after for saying shit like this)

Humphrey: Oh for fucks's sake you can't joke about that dude!

Garth: The irony! Mate, you just said "Blitz has fallen, I am the new leader now!" Hypocrite... smh

Kate: I know for a fact that this Debate Lounge is getting worse without Blitz

Lilly: Yeah, he added memey kinda stuff to make it better here

Garth: I can still do better

Humphrey: Better than "Blitzcon"?

Lilly: Garth, if you say yes then I'll throw you out the lounge.

Garth: Yes. Kick me, I dare you. I double dare you motherfucker.

-You were kicked by an admin-

(I actually got fucking kicked from the chat so I don't know what happened after that :-/ )