3 years had passed since graduation. All the girls had left our city and started their lives. I was crushed once more when Kelly and Anna moved to the London together. That had always been what Anna and I planed to do. But Kelly had taken my place. Without knowing it they had just sealed their doom. Caroline had moved to California with the boy I had had a crush on since I was 12. That had killed me when she started dating him, even though she knew I had feelings for him. I hated her. I hated them all. They only one who was kind to me was Joan. She moved a city or two over and hadn't done anything to hurt me more than she had years ago. I could almost forgive her. That would be an advantage to her.
"Mam, I got the item you requested." Jade said handing me a velvet bag.
"You were careful not to touch it without gloves?" I asking putting on a pair of plastic gloves myself.
"Yes, mam. I left no sign of my being there." The small teenager said. I had recruited her recently. Mona had suggested it. I had made thousands on the sales of my books and had a large estate, in which the A team lived. Bree, Mona, Toby and Jade. Jade was a high school dropout. She was highly intelligent but didn't like school.
"Good. You may go." I told her and she left. After my bedroom door shut I pulled the object out of the bag. The dagger. Perfect. It was small, but sharp. Perfect for what I had planed. I headed over to my book shelf and push on the book titled To kill a mocking bird. Automatically the bookshelf slide open. I walked down the narrow passage with the bag containing the dagger. I soon reached the control room. It was a secret place that was connected to everyone of the many passages in the house. It also controlled a lot of things in the house. There was a supercomputer that controlled everything from the electricity in certain rooms to TVs and phones. My house was custom built to aid me during my plan. I placed the bag on the large table in the center of the room and walked over to the panels on the wall. I pressed buttons 2 and 4. Then I sat down at the head of the table. The buttons rang a bell in the member rooms. I had called only Bree and Mona. They were soon here.
"Jade got the dagger. You were right, Mona she has come in handy. She's a skilled thief." I explain as they sit down.
"Good. When do the first of the brats arrive?" Mona asks.
"Tomorrow morning, Caroline and Joan are getting here. Tomorrow Kelly and Anna get here. I can't believe they fell for the whole 'I miss you guys come visit me in my mansion' thing. They are very stupid." I say with a laugh.
"That I why I never liked them." Bree says putting her feet up on the table.
"Remember the plan. I know I have to keep out of sight. Toby, Jade and I will stay hidden. Bree remember to act worried. I knew you'd have the skills to do this, Lena" Mona says with pride. She had trained me for years. Now it was my turn to start the action. We talked for awhile more going over the plan again. Then we all went back to our rooms. I slide the door closed and walked to the large bathroom to change into my pajamas. I then climbed into my large red canopy bed. My phone buzzed. I almost didn't pick it up.
"If my publisher is texting me again I'm gonna scream!" I muttered to myself. I was on break for the summer and she wasn't supposed to contact me but of course she didn't seem to know that. Instead it said "New message from Hunter" that made me smile.
"Hey Babe, mind if I come over?" he texted.
"Of course not. Get over here!" I text back.
Hunter is my boyfriend. He's a very hot director. He is incredibly talented at what he does. We met about a year ago. He had read my book and wanted to make a movie of it. After about a month we were in love. He was currently getting a cast and crew together for the movie. I got full input which was nice. I knew I could trust him to be true to the book. I love him, but I hadn't told him about my secret life. He hadn't met either Mona or Toby. He knew Bree was my best friend and thought I had taken in Jade to keep her off the streets which was somewhat true. He didn't need to know about my plans, it would only hurt him. I dozed off while waiting for him.
I awoke to sound of the door opening. I sat up to see Hunter. He looked really wet. I heard the faint sound of rain on the windows. It wasn't raining earlier. How odd. I got up to greet him. Just as I got there he shook his messy dark brown hair and got me wet.
"Hunt, stop! You're getting me wet." I say laughing. He only smiled at me with his dazzling smile.
"Is it raining hard?" I ask.
"It's pouring! It just started coming down when I turned onto the driveway." He said.
I ran to the bathroom to get him a towel. He looked very hot even soaking wet.
"Long day at work?" I ask as I sit down in the red love seat near by. My entire bedroom had a red theme.
"Yeah. We are trying to find actors. It's pretty hard. You wrote each chapter so descriptively. It's almost as if they were real people." He says. Little did he know that the characters were real. I just change the names of the brats, changed the story a little, added an ending and boom! Best seller.
Kayli could be played by Sasha Pieterse. If she's up for it." I offer.
"That's actually a great idea." he says taking off his soaked white tee shirt. I yawn.
"Wow. I'm tired." I say getting up walking across the room to my bed.
"Yes, because living in luxury is very exhausting." He says sarcastically.
I climb back into my bed.
"So some old friends of mine are coming in the morning." I say closing my eyes. "Caroline, her boyfriend and Joan."
"Should you be worried about the boyfriend?" He asks.
"Nope compared to you he's really ugly."
"Good. No one can talk my beautiful princess from me." He says laying down next to me. He was one of the first people to think I was beautiful. I had always felt the ugliest of the girls. They knew made me feel any better. They were constantly telling me how to look better. He would soon find out that I wasn't as pretty as them. He wrapped his arms around me and I realized he wasn't wearing anything but his underwear. That was the only thing that stayed dry. I laid my head on top of him, for he was a better pillow than my own. I soon felt a sleep in the comfort of his safe arms. The only place I have ever felt loved.