"You still don't remember?" Hazel stared intently at Leo. "You honestly don't?"
"Remind why we even thought Lee Fletcher's boss would give us valuable information on him?" Hazel groaned. "Hardworking, nice and friendly doesn't help our investigation."
"Leo wanted to go to the mall, that's why." Frank sighed. "Why did we let him persuade us to do such stupid things?"
"I think I left my uh..toolbox! Right, toolbox in the music shop! Let's go back to the mall to get it!" Leo clasped his hands together in excitement.
"Actually, my mom wants me to run errands for her." Hazel said quickly. "You know, she uh..still owns the shop."
"Didn't you guys found that huge diamond in your backyard and she stopped working because she got enough money for her lifetime? In fact, those treasures you found in your backyard can earn you and many of your generations tons of money." Leo frowned.
"Um..yeah." Hazel shifted nervously, her excuse obviously didn't work. "But she just re-opened it. Yay."
"Why didn't you tell me that?" Leo pressed on. "God, I would have came with balloons, flowers and everything for the opening!"
"Exactly." Hazel muttered weakly looking at Frank for help.
"It's a family thing." Frank offered. "I can't either. My dad wants to um train me. Yeah! Boxing!" He pumped his arm towards the air weakly.
"I thought he gave up on you?" Leo raised his eyebrows. "Remember? That huge argument on why Clarisse, your sister is better at boxing and stronger than you? Man, if I were you I'd be embarrassed."
Frank looked pretty flushed. "He um..decided to take me up again. He couldn't bear having a family member who doesn't know how to fight."
Leo laughed. Frank's dad is Ares, the famous boxer and everybody knew if Ares gives up on something, that thing is done. "So you guys are making up these lame excuses so you don't have to go to the mall with me?"
Hazel glanced and Frank and immediately cried. "No! No, no, no!"
"We're just-" Frank started. "Er…"
"Embarrassed by me?" Leo guessed. "Hate me? Think that I'm ruining your couples party?"
"What couples party?" Hazel frowned.
"Does everybody but you guys realize you guys are like-"
Frank stared at Leo anxiously. "Like what?"
"Couples!" Leo threw his arms wide open. "You guys like each other! Oh my god. So am I getting into your way too much? Would you like some alone-couple time?"
"No! We're just embarrassed by you." Hazel told him. "Nobody goes to the mall acting completely crazy. It's not an episode of Leo goes wild!"
"Leo goes wild." Leo repeated, a smile gradually appeared on his lips. "I like that."
"No! We're not giving you any ideas!" Frank hollered.
"Sure." Leo smirked. "If you guys go on a date."
"You still don't remember?" Hazel stared intently at Leo. "You honestly don't?"
"Remember what?" He frowned.
Hazel looked at Frank again, this time rather sorrowfully. "Whatever. Never mind."
Reyna threw her bed sheet out of her bed as soon as she got home. She stopped herself from dreaming about going to parties and malls with Cat and Piper allowing her old frustration to crawl back. Damn. Why can Jason read her so well? Denying that she liked him as a brother is stupid, Jason knows her too well. Fuck that.
"Reyna? You alright?" Her mom called from downstairs.
"Yeah." Reyna grunted impatiently. It's not her mom's fault or anything but she is just feeling frustrated. She knew her mom was only worried about her but at the same time, she couldn't help the anger burning inside her for even asking if she's alright. Why couldn't her mom leave her alone?
Her old jealousy for Piper came back. Won't it be nice to have a superstar dad who can get you into celebrity parties, movie premiers and isn't only interested on whether you have an A or not? Won't it be nice having a socialite, drop dead gorgeous mom who only gets mad at you if you wore the wrong outfit?
Reyna sighed. She better start her investigation on Drew before she starts getting jealous of her other friends such as Hazel and Jason.
Not knowing where to start, she went on Google and typed in 'Drew Tanaka' as if she's a famous celebrity with a whole wikipedia biography after her. Not a single article on her, only Drew's Facebook page. Why couldn't Annabeth ask her to stalk somebody like Selena Gomez? There's millions of pages on her all across the internet.
Reyna was never particularly close to Drew, she doesn't even know her as an enemy like how Piper does. She has no connections with her. Maybe that's exactly why Annabeth asked her to investigate Drew's death but it didn't make sense to her.
Reyna decided to check Drew's Facebook page. Reyna doesn't normally go on the page as it's full of drama and gossip and she isn't interested in any of them. In fact, she is even surprise to find Drew on her friend list as she makes sure everyone on her list knows her pretty well, which is why she only has limited people on her friend list while people like Drew have thousands.
Tyler Carton:
'Dumb bitch, you deserve to die.'
Leah Brown:
'I know Drew's a total whore but does she really deserve all these hate even when she's dead?'
Cailey Psyla:
'I'm glad you're dead, you are faker than barbies. xoxo'
Reyna isn't usually top on everybody's business, in fact she is often the last person to know new gossips but she knew that since Drew came back from California, nobody really liked her. She has been bullied and hated, a dramatic change from ex-Queen Bee.
Surprisingly, as Reyna scrolled down Drew's Facebook page she found several posts about her from friends that genuinely seem to like her, there's even a boyfriend who seemed to be very in love with her. The activities of her friends and boyfriend stopped since Drew died but they all seem to be very protective of her. Oh well, they might still be mourning about Drew's death, Reyna thought. Why would Drew's friends/boyfriend post something on her wall when she's not going to see it? Reyna sighed, some people are weird. If her friends died, she'll at least post a 'RIP' on their wall even if they're dead.
Natalia Reynolds:
Don't listen to those liars, hon! You're amazing! :*
Matthew Todds:
Drew darling, I miss you so much! Come back to Cali!
Helen Samuels:
Oh my god! I saw two best friends in the beach today and it totally reminded me of us!
One thing, they all seem to be from California. Curiously, she clicked into every one of them. None of the profiles offered a lot of informations, just super generic things like their gender and birthday. They had no interest, hobbies or anything. Reyna also noticed that they all had flawless, pretty appearances that she had a feeling she seen before.
Staring into the photos, she decided to demonstrate the google reverse search on her boyfriend Matthew as he looked super familiar.
Tom Crowe, model.
Tom? Reyna frowned, isn't it Matthew? She has a feeling she was hitting a breakthrough like how Sherlock Holmes probably felt when he solved a case. As her heart beat faster, she did the reverse search on Helen and Natalia.
Natasia Wolfe, model.
Ingrid Keller, model.
Reyna shook her head and laugh softly. Who would be so vain and pretend to have all these models as their friend except for Drew? With her shrewd mind, she found out what Drew's plan has been. Or at least, she thought she had.
"Give up, Hazel." Frank convinced his friend as Leo left insisting them to have some 'couple time' together. "He's never going to get it."
"How can he not?" Hazel stomped her foot angrily on the ground. "Is this some cruel joke everybody's playing? It's like everybody pretended it didn't exist! I know I dated Leo, it's Leo!"
"Maybe he just doesn't want to talk about it." Frank suggested. "Boys can sometimes be as complicated as you girls."
"That's not Leo!" Hazel insisted. "I know him! We were dating when we're 13. How can he not get a clue? I don't know Frank, but you're wrong. Nothing can get worse than what I'm facing now, you just don't know."
"If you guys were dating when you're 13, you must have broke up somehow so technically you're free to date anyone you want. It's not like you guys are still together." Frank told her. "Who do you want to date?"
"There's somebody." Hazel sighed. "But I'm still not sure about Leo! Frank, you won't get it."
"I will, tell me." Frank muttered softly.
"No! I can't! See? You don't get it! I can tell anybody but you or Leo." Hazel insisted.
"Thals, does Luke know that I know about him?" Annabeth hissed.
"No, he doesn't and if you dare to find him or anything, your head would be on my chopping board." Thalia warned. "Nobody is suppose to know."
"God, it can't be that bad!" Annabeth chided her. "Calm down!"
"You don't know anything, you don't know what's going on." Thalia snarled. "Don't tell me to calm down."
"Don't know anything?" Annabeth growled. "You said you'll tell me everything."
"I did! You just don't get the whole picture. Use your brain!"
"You tell me what?" Annabeth's mouth dropped open. Use your brain? Annabeth repeated her friend's harsh voice inside her head. Not once in her life somebody told her to 'use your brain', Annabeth is smart and she's proud of it. She does not need anybody to tell her to use her brain.
"Use your brain, dumbass!" Thalia roared.
Annabeth narrowed her stormy grey eyes. "You know what? I will use my brain and my brain tells you to get lost."
"Fuck this." Nico moaned gloomily. "We're never going to get anything about Mrs. White."
"I know!" Grover nibbled on his enchiladas which he always seem to bring along. "I am not going back inside with that crazy mom of Mrs. White's."
Both boys just got out of Mrs. White's house fed up. Earlier in the morning, they decided it'll be perfect to go ask the teacher's family members about her. Nico managed to swipe the teacher's address off his dad's address book which seem to have everybody's contacts in it.
"Hello, how may I help you?" Roger White smiled at Nico and Grover almost immediately after they rung the doorbell.
"Oh sorry, are we interrupting something here?" Grover squeaked politely.
"No, it's alright." Mr. White shook his head. "I just have a few friends back there of my wife's. You see, she died several years ago and they never got over it."
"I'm sorry for your loss sir." Nico nodded solemnly. "I can see why they never got over her. She must have been a lovely person."
Grover stared at Nico. He was never this charming but he seems to know how to manipulate adults very well into doing what he pleased.
"Yes, she was!" Roger White beamed with new interest at this teenager. "Come in!"
"We're former classmates of your wife, sir." Nico glanced at Grover quickly silently demanding him to go along. "She was such an outstanding teacher and made our lessons great! I had an awesome time in English with her!"
"Maths!" Grover corrected. "Maths was heaven with her around. She actually made it fun!"
"Right." Mr. White glanced at the two kids and offered some lemonade as they sat down. "I'm afraid you can't stay long but please enjoy these lemonade."
"Roger, why on earth did you invite teenagers to the house?" A voice complained loudly. "You know, they are annoying shitholes!"
"Mom, language!" Roger White called grimly. "I'm sorry but yeah, she's around and she's really fussy."
"Let me go kick their asses out of this house." The voice muttered roughly as it drew closer to them.
Nico looked at Mr. White apologetically. "Should I go now? Your mom doesn't seem very happy that we're around."
"It's Sydney's mom." Mr. White sighed. "Mrs. White's mom to you guys."
Suddenly, a woman in her late 60's came from the corridor holding an umbrella pointing towards Nico and Grover offensively. "You better get along or I'll hit this thing on your head." She threatened. "I've got enough with teenagers."
"Mom, you have a theory that the person who shot Sydney might be a teenager doesn't mean it's real! Even if it is, it doesn't mean you have to go threaten every teenager you see! These are a couple of nice kids from her class!" Roger White reasoned.
"Yeah right!" She scoffed. "Get the hell out of here, you've caused enough trouble."
"I think it's best if we go." Grover whimpered at the tapping umbrella.
"Sorry Mr. White, I think we should stop bothering you." Nico smiled as he grabbed his friend's hand and bolted straight out.
Oooh, Thalia and Annabeth aren't getting along as well as they should be. I know there's still like a month till Valentine Day but who's going to spend Valentine Day alone? Me! Ugh, my friend is dragging me to the dance/party she's hosting at her house and pretty much everybody got a date except for me.
Okay, I should really stop talking about my own problems so feel free to talk about yourself! PM me!
~Kisses, Emily