Hey! So I've decided my girl OCC is going to be….*drum roll*…Makayla Murphy! Thanks to everybody that submitted, I do still need a guy… Here's that chapter…
Nina's POV
A million and one thoughts were whirling through my head, which had started to pound. I looked from the paper to Fabian, from the paper to Amber, from the paper to Patricia, from the paper to Alfie, then repeat! I was just so confused…
"But… the Cup…. Sarah… voices!" I choked out, still collecting my thoughts.
"No worries, BAF! We all got your back, this is Sibuna!" Amber said giving me her smile.
"Thanks…" I said.
"So," Fabian said reading from the notebook, "Chosen One the mystery is not done yet. You must find it before it's too late. You must not let it fall into the hands of evil. What does it want us to find?"
"I don't know." I admitted.
"No clue," Patricia said sighing.
"Same." Alfie said.
"Ok, well obviously nobody knows so I'm not going to say 'Same here' or anything like that." Amber said flopping onto her bed.
"Thanks Amber…" Patricia muttered.
Dinner!" Trudy yelled, and we all jumped up and ran down, agreeing to meet with Sibuna whenever we found something else interesting out…
We all sat down in our normal spots, and Trudy revealed a plate of chicken with mashed potatoes, gravy, rolls, and green beans! It smelled SO good! We all dug in, and there was enough for everybody. Even Mick!
"So has anybody done that French homework yet? It seems super hard!" Patricia said, glancing around to see if anybody would join her and her small talk.
"It was actually quite easy, considering we had the-" Mara said, but was quickly cut by Jerome.
"Well, you're the straight A+ student here! Of course it was easy for you."
"Yeah, because I put effort in my work!" Mara said defensively.
"Are you implying we don't put effort into our work?" Alfie said with a frown on his face.
"No…kind of…yeah?" Mara said awkwardly.
"I only wrote an assignment in lipstick one time! And that was a big mistake… I never could use that lipstick again!" Amber said huffily.
"Calm down all of-" but Fabian never got to finish. Because he had a spoonful of mashed potatoes on his forehead.
"That was really meant for Mara…" Patricia said, but before anybody could blink there was a full-fledged food fight in motion. Jerome appeared to be wearing a crown made of green beans, Mara's hair had a thick layer of mashed potatoes in it, Alfie had chicken all over his shirt, Patricia had gravy down her back, Amber had a red mark on her forehead from a roll, I had a mashed potato mask, Mick was furiously rubbing at his eyes, trying to get gravy out of them,, and Fabian had chicken skin plastered to his arm. Food was flying everywhere, and the room looked like a volcano of food had erupted. The table was a mess, and when things looked about as bad as they could get, it got worse. For one person in particular. And that person was me. My locket started to glow, and not just a little, but a beam of light that was definitely widening. Everybody stopped throwing food and looked at me.
"I-I can explain!" I said quickly, but really, was there a way to describe a beam of light coming from a locket! But I never got the chance to explain, because the more the light expanded the dizzier and weaker I felt. I sat down, clutching my head which had begun to pound again.
"Nina!" Fabian asked, but that was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.
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