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Krystal pranced across the stage to the small stool set in the front and she jumped onto it gracefully. "Okay everyone! Vocal warm-ups!"

By this time, I really had to pee, but I couldn't leave Krystal to fend for her! She's a 13-year-old, for God's sake! Then I saw a flash of a cappuccino-colored hand that must have belonged to Bex and I walked across the back of the stage towards her.

Now, I have to clear something up before I continue. I only took my eyes off Krystal for a second. I barely looked away.

Now, in the split second where I was glancing at the owner of the hand (which was not Bex) Krystal got tackled. The director's assistant jumped on her and rolled her across the stage, sending everyone into complete chaos. Joan and Laura jumped on the director and pulled at her hair and necklaces. The real Bex jumped out from behind a curtain, screaming "Back-up! I need back-up!" although the comms were out. Zach tackled me before I could move, sending me towards the open arms of Ms. Ill, the trainer.

Ms. Ill then whispered in my ear, "Go get 'em girl!" and shoved me into the fight. By this point, Zach had ripped the assistant off Krystal and the two boys were sparring. I leaped at Krystal, giving her a quick medical check-up to check for broken bones. I pulled my dart gun out of my bag and threw it at Bex, who caught it and shot the director in the neck with the dart. Zach's sparring partner then noticed me helping Krystal to her feet and sprinting to the big curtain. He punched Zach in the head, sending him flying and ran at me. I immediately turned to Krystal and hissed quickly, "Go to the main entrance. There Macey McHenry will be waiting in a silver dress with a v-neck-" I never finished my sentence.

The boy had caught up with us and he had me in a head-lock. I tried to kick him in the shins, but he had pads covering his body.

"Now, Krystal darling, don't make any fast moves or your little friend will die. You too, Zach Goode." the boy said and the stage went quiet. Before he spoke, Zach had been creeping up behind us. My captor pulled a gun out of his sheath and in that infinitesimal moment, Krystal lunged. She gave him a Roundhouse kick to the head before grabbing my leg and sweeping me across the stage to Zach. He caught me and held me on the ground to watch. Krystal executed a perfect Andolskey maneuver on the boy and then he was out cold. Bex quickly slapped a Napotine patch on the director's forehead and threw one at Krystal, who caught it and pealed the sticker-back off to slap the patch on her attacker's fore-head.

She was an amazing fighter. Suddenly, the cast-members who had run for their lives were peeking around the curtains. Then Mrs. Gallagher ran onto the stage. I tried to stand up to talk to her, but a sharp stab in my side told me that my ribs were broken. Zach waved Bex over, and then she held me in her arms as Zach shot up in front of Krystal.

"My baby! What happened to my baby?" Mrs. Gallagher screeched. Bex gently laid me down (it still hurt like mad!) and shooed all of the cast members back to their dressing rooms except for Krystal's friends.

"Your daughter needs to come to Gallagher." Zach said slowly and quietly.

"No she doesn't. She is perfectly safe with me!" shouted Mrs. Gallagher, trying to push past Zach (but failing).

"She just got attacked by members of the Circle of Cavan. That is a group that tried to assassinate President Lincoln before your daughter's ancestor, Gillian Gallagher, killed their leader, Ioseph Cavan. Your daughter will be safe if she comes with us to Gallagher Academy. She wants to go." Zach insisted.

"Mom?" Krystal asked tentatively. Her mother nodded encouragingly. "I want to go to Karina's school." she continued, walking over to me while always keeping her eyes on her mother. Her mother was shocked into silence. Finally! When Krystal reached me, she gently began running her hand down my leg, squeezing occasionally. Suddenly she reached my ankle and I screamed in pain.

"No. No, no, no…" Mrs. Gallagher mumbled, turning away from her daughter. She took three small steps before turning back and flying to her daughter, who was wrapping my ankle tightly with a bandanna that was in my bag. Mrs. Gallagher grasped her hands around Krystal's arms and forced her to look in her Madre's eyes.

"Do you really want to go to Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women?" Mrs. Gallagher said, looking Krystal right in the eye. "Look at me!" she screamed as Krystal glanced away.

"Yes." Krystal said sincerely. I could tell that Krystal was telling the truth. Mrs. Gallagher bit her lip gently and turned away, walking offstage toward the dressing rooms.

"She'll cool down and be fine." Krystal said as Bex went to follow Mrs. Gallagher. It was then that I noticed her leadership skills. Krystal Jade Gallagher (13-YEAR-OLD!) had just told Rebecca Lynn Baxter (a 17-year-old) to stop and Bex actually did what Krystal said. That was spectacular. I can't even stop Bex from doing something once she starts.

Krystal stood and offered me a hand. Zach shoved past her to lift me bridal style.

"Excuse me." Krystal snapped before storming off to her dressing room. Bex took me from Zach and she ran off after our protégée. When we got to the room, she was grabbing stuff off the closet racks and placing it all in duffel bags that Bex had hid while Krystal was doing group breathing with her pals. Mrs. Gallagher was sitting on the chaise, reading a book. Joan was talking on her cell-phone in the corner and a new girl (one from the picture) was packing up Krystal's make-up stuff.

The new girl turned to me and Bex and bounced over on the balls or her feet (must be a cheerleader. Ugh…) and beamed, "HI! I'm Rebecca Lynn Henry! You can call me Bex."

I looked at Bex Baxter and she looked at me and we both bent over with raucous laughter.

"What?" Bex Henry said defensively.

"I have a friend who is exactly like you. You even have the same name." I admitted, sending Bex deeper into her laughter.

Then the two Bex's walked over to Krystal's makeup table and finished up there while I went over to Krystal and helped her. Joan snapped her phone shut and walked over to Mrs. Gallagher and then they started talking.

Using my superspy hearing I heard them say the following conversation:

(Mrs. Gallagher Joan)

I think that it's safe to move her.

Are you sure? I don't trust Joe Solomon and the Gallagher minions. They think they can fix anything.

They're better than we were. They can keep Krystal safe.

Are you implying something? (At this point I glanced back to see Joan leaning away from Mrs. Gallagher like her life was in danger.)

Of course not ma'am; it's just that we let Anthony shove his way into her life.

Then Joan got up and started taking the bags out into the hall. I had so many questions for Krystal!

Who was Anthony?

What did he have to do with her safety?

And finally: Can I meet him?

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