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AN: Hello, everyone! Yeah. There's no excuse for such a long break, but I simply didn't know how to carry this chapter out! I had a few pretty good ideas, but then this one came to me and I went with it. So... I really hope the wait was worth it and that you all enjoy! Sorry it's not one of my better ones... I'll try harder next time! Promise! And I'll try to update quicker after my hiatus. That's why I'm dumping all this new stuff on to the site now. Haha. I know. I'm evil like that. So anyway, enjoy! Hope to be updating soonish! Thank you all so much again for reading and being patient with me! Bye! Happy early New Year!

Chapter Five- The Luck of the Draw (It's Me)

So, I lucked out of one detention, but would up in another anyway. It's funny how one can tell some sort of change is going to happen soon- either for the better or worse. You can just feel it. And boy, did I feel it! Big, uncomfortable knots started to tangle up my inerds as I closed my locker, where I'd fixed my frizzy hair. It always tended to get messy towards the end of the day. It's kinda annoying.

After gathering my things, I headed towards the library. Cue in the sweat and heavy breathing. Ugh. I've been in detention before, but only about twice. And I wasn't this freaked out then!

Straggling hamsters cleared out of the library from their last-period study hall and kept me from entering as they crowded out the door. It's times like these being invisible really sucks.

Finally I was in and seated myself at one of the long rectangular tables. Sighing in an attempt to calm down, I was relieved when I looked at the clock to see I was a bit early. It was nice being early for once.

One by one, Pashmina, Sparkle, and Bijou filtered in. Pashmina first, then Bijou next, and Sparkle came late. I watchedon as they sat at the same table and instantly began to fight.

The hamster monitoring detention hadn't come yet and I was starting to get a little scared, to be honest. There were a lot more books and hard things they could throw at each other in here and I didn't want to get in the line of fire again.

It surprised me that there were only four hamsters in detention that day. I would have thought there'd be a lot more...

Finally, the teacher in charge came in and yelled at them, breaking up their fight. I just separated myself from everyone and started writing my essay on World War I.

-.-.-.

"Ladies! Don't you have any work you should be doing?" the detention monitor asked loudly, causing the girls' banter to stop.

Sparkle turned around to face him with her usual irritated glare and refused to say anything.

"I already finished mine in class, sir." Pashmina spoke professionally, straightening her posture. The man's attention went to Sparkle.

"Ah Hell no! I never do my homework! Do you honestly expect a pretty girl like me to waste my time doing calculus or science or whatever?" She snorted.

"And you, miss?" he questioned Bijou.

"I zoo my vork at 'ome. Eet iz to my belie zat zat's vhy zey call eet "'omevork". Her green eyes rolled at the teacher.

"Well, you have to be occupied with something, so here. Play with these but do not talk." He retrieved a pack of cards from the librarian's desk.

Sighs and scoffs left the three girls. They all snapped their heads to Candace's direction. The girl had just capped her pen and shut her notebook. She wiggled her eyebrow in confusion at their stares. Pashmina waved her over to their table and she quickly pulled up a chair, commensing to deal the cards.

"What are we playing?" Sparkle whispered with a scowl. "I hate cards, by the way."

"Nothing," Pashmina replied. "And nobody cares if you hate playing them or not. We're gonna anyway."

"Tch. Whatever."

"Ladies..." Bijou warned, checking over her shoulder to see if the detention monitor was looking over at them.

The four teenagers began to pretend to play Poker while Pashmina wrote in pencil the neatest cursive Candace had ever seen on the back of a card.

'So, you're really sure Stan's cheating on me?'

Candace frowned, writing back in her black pen.

'Yeah. I saw him at the restaurant I work at with those two.' She drew two arrows to where Bijou and Sparkle sat across from them. Candace could hear Pashmina begin to sniffle.

'But, he said he loved me! He said he was totally into high-class gitls who know where their priorities are and actually had a plan in life! Those two are nothing like that! Nothing like me. You're saying he lied!?'

Bijou, growing impatient of waiting for Pashmina to make a move, peered over Candace's shoulder and read the note, snatching it from her, taking out her pen, and scribbling down something of her own, continueing on a new card, and started to pass them back to the brunette.

'He said he loved me. And that he was really into the free-spirited, sensual type! That l'ahne-jacques!'

Before they got all the way back to Candace, though, Sparkle intercepted the cards, scrunching up her nose in disgust, and scribed her thoughts onto yet another card in her pink gel pen and big pawwriting.

'Those gurlz r dilusional! Stan sed he was soooo in luv w/ me! They rn't n e thing like wat hesed he wanted in a gf!'

Bijou and Pashmina took the card Sparkle wrote on before Candace even had a chance to read it and each drew a card from the deck to reply on. Candace sweat dropped.

Note: Pashmina Sparkle Bijou Candace

'Bitch!'

'W/e u whore.'

'YOU'RE the delusional one!'

'Me!? lol'

'I hope you die.'

'I hope U die!'

'I hope you both die!'

'Oh, f--- u!'

'No thank you.'

'When and where, Sparkle?'

'Lesbo.'

Candace had finally had enough. She took the others' cards away and started writing on a fresh one.

'Instead of getting mad at each other, you should be getting mad at HIM. Stop this! You're being rediculous! Now say sorry! ... Please?'

All three advarsaries picked out a card of their own and wrote their apologies, passing them around to each other and sulked, waiting for Candace to send them something else.

'Good. Now, you need to come up with a plan to get back at him! So he stops breaking more girls' hearts! He only said that he was in love with you and was that into you so you'd believe him and blind yourself from what he was really up to.'

Nobody wrote for a long time and all continued playing their game. After a few rounds, Bijou pounded lightly on the table, waving both Pashmina and Sparkle over. Candace looked on with a puzzled frown as she whispered into both of their ears. She could tell the trio had hatched an idea by the giant grins on their faces while they got back to their spots.

'Candace. We need you to help us out.' Pashmina wrote to her.

'Would u?'

'Please?'

'With what?'

"Getting back at Stan!" they simultaneously said just above a whisper.

"What do I have to do?" Candace asked meekly. The teacher scowled at the group. They want back to using notes.

'We'll put it this way...'

She shuffled through the deck to find three of the queens, having to take one from Bijou since she'd only gotten two. She promptly labled them. The queen of spadeas was Sparkle, Bijou was the queen of diamonds, and the queen of aces was herself. The blonde placed all three in the middle, laying the king of hearts on top of them all. She flipped over a blank card drew a frown face. Then shetapped on Bijou's shoulder. Bijou sketched out a hybrid queen which combined the Bijou, Sparkle, and Pashmina queens on the back of another card and wrote 'Candace' under it. Sparkle took the Candace queen and laid it on top of the king of hearts and drew a smiley face on a new card.

Everything was still for a moment as Candace stared at the strange sight blankly, thinking. She wrote:

'Umm... I don't get it.'

The timer went off for their dismissal and they all stood up, leaving the cards behind as they put them.

"We'll explain it to you tonight!" Pashmina said, hustling to get away from the other girls. There was only so much each of them could stand of one another.

"Where?" Candace asked.

"At your place," Sparkle answered.

"Yeah!"

Bijou cackled at their terrific idea. "Zis eez going to be zweet!"

The other two snickered.

"Oh, thank you, Candace!" Sparkle cheered.

Candace was silent for a moment.

"Do you guys even know where I live?" She received no reply as the girls continued walking towards the doors. She followed, still calling behind them. "Hey!"

After the girls had departed, the detention monitor noticed they'd left the cards strewn about. He stomped over to clean up the mess and raised an eyebrow at seeing all the scribbles and notes. He sighed in great frustration upon seeing that the majority of it was written in ink and simply scooped the cards up, throwing them away.