Chapter 5

Jo

"Celeste!" Jo gasped. "W-Where's my shirt?"

"The ugly floral patterned one?" Celeste verified.

"Yes!"

"I threw it away," Celeste commented carelessly. "It was so hideous that it hurt my eyes."

"How about you just DON'T LOOK AT MY STUFF?!" Jo snapped, furious. "I'm so sick of you messing with my things! I get that you're mad, but it's been two weeks. GET OVER IT!"

"Why don't you just go crawl in a hole?" Celeste muttered crossly.

"Why don't you just go crawl in a hole and DIE?" Jo lashed. "Man, I hate you!"

"Well, I hate you too, so I guess we're even," Celeste said in mock sweetness.

"Don't play cute with me," Jo mumbled. "I know your true colors."

"I'm going to go sign up for the talent showcase," Celeste announced.

"What talent showcase?" Jo asked, cocking her head.

"Duh. The one at the school. It's like a talent show, except you team up with partners and practice something you've learned together. Of course, I'm going with Astrid, and we are going to sing an opera together."

"We haven't learned any operas," Jo pointed out.

"I suppose it means that you can do whatever you want, but you have to apply things you've learned," Celeste explained.

"Can...can you sing a duet with a guy if you're female? Like...me and Crow?" Jo looked at the floor, embarrassed.

"If you must." Celeste stood. "Come sign up. I'd love to see how you embarrass yourself this time."

"Coming," Jo called, ignoring Celeste's last comment. The two hurried to find Miss Raven in her office, to inform her that they were signing up. When they found her, she was finishing helping Grace sign up for the talent showcase.

"So, I'm going to sing a duet with Blue, OK, Miss Raven?" Grace was saying. Miss Raven nodded.

"I'll write that down. Anything else?" she asked.

"Yep. I want you to sign up Chazz, Kyoya, and Shun and then force them to do something," Grace said, half-laughing. Jo jogged in, Celeste walking up behind her.

"Can do. And how may I help you, Miss Jo?" Miss Raven asked, turning to face Celeste and Jo.

"I'm signing up," both girls said at once.

"I'm singing an opera with Astrid," Celeste announced.

"I might do a duet with Crow," Jo said. "If he wants to."

"Are you kidding? You're like, the best singer here!" Crow exclaimed suddenly, running in behind Jo. Jo blushed.

"Aw, you're so adorable and sweet!" she squealed. "You're pretty good yourself."

"I'm just glad no one else was here to watch me yesterday," Crow admitted. "Singing with you would be great!"

"Awesome!" Jo cheered. "Sign us up, Miss Raven!"

Miss Raven smiled. "Of course, Jo. Now Grace, what category should I put our troublemaking friends in?"

"All three of them! Dancing, singing, and acting!" Grace declared. "I want to see what they come up with. I'd stick them in art and the others too, but those aren't categories. Poor art and others students."

"Now usually, I can't do that," Miss Raven said sadly. "But this year, I'll make an exception. Do you want to sign up for another category?"

"Not me," Grace said. "I'm nervous enough doing one! But...I guess I'll do acting,"

"Sign me up for acting with Yamioko," Celeste ordered. "He's very good, and I just know that he would enjoy acting with me." She started walking away. "Who wouldn't?" she added before she disappeared.

"I wanna do some comedic family sitcom thing with Jo," Crow announced. "Whaddaya say, Jo?"

"I say you stole the words I was gonna use," Jo said in fake sadness. "Except I would have used Crow instead of Jo. I can't act with myself."

"Then I'll sign you up," Miss Raven said, nodding. "Now Jo, go with Grace to tell Chazz, Shun and Kyoya that they're doing the showcase. She'll need back-up."

Jo nodded, smiling. "Ok, let's go now," she suggested, starting off towards Chazz's room.

"Yeah, and I can tell Blue that I signed us up." Grace blushed.

"You alright, sister?" Jo asked.

"Fine," Grace insisted. "I found Chazz's room"

Jo ran up and knocked on the door. Blue opened it.

"Can I help you?" he asked, cocking his head.

"Where's Chazz?" Jo asked.

"Sleeping again," Blue answered.

Jo sighed. "When he wakes up, tell him that he's in the talent showcase and that there's no getting out of it, okay? Grace signed them all up."

"Them all?" Blue pressed.

"The troublemakers."

"Ah. I'll tell him when he..."

Suddenly, someone screamed. Blue turned angrily to face them, a spiky-haired pale boy in a black robe with dark gray eyes.

"Dude!" Blue snapped. "Stop having nightmares!"

"I can't help it!" the boy snapped back. "You try controlling your dreams."

"I have, and it works," Blue sighed. "Come on, Chazz. That's the sixth one this hour."

Chazz moaned. "I know. It's no fun for me either."

"Then stop doing it!"

"I CAN'T, genius!"

"We're still standing here!" Jo announced.

Blue turned back. "Sorry, guys. Chazz and I do this a lot. We're both a little hot-headed," he admitted.

"I'm less so then you," Chazz muttered. Blue glared at him.

"Shut up and sleep more," he snapped.

"Don't have to tell me twice." Chazz yawned and lay back down.

"Yeah...so, you and Grace are signed up, and Chazz is doing all categories with the others. It's going to be hilarious," Jo squeaked.

"I know. Let's tell Kyoya!" Grace cheered, speaking for the first time since Blue had opened the door. "Follow MEEEEEEE!"

"Bye-bye!" Jo called, following her sister to Kyoya's room. Grace banged on the door. Kyoya opened it and glared at her.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"You're in the talent showcase," Grace informed him. "I signed you up for all three categories!"

"...I'm not doing it," Kyoya said, closing the door.

"There's no getting out of it!" Grace called.

"I like detention!" Kyoya called back.

"What about...electric chairs!"

"What is this, prison?"

"YEAH!"

Kyoya sighed. "...What time?" he asked, sounding exasperated.

"Two! O' clock!"

"I thought it was two o' jellyfish," Kyoya sighed.

"Me too!" Jo piped up. She heard a noise that made her suspect that Kyoya was face-palming.

"Okay...so, let's go back to our rooms, and I'll tell Shun that he's performing. Sound good?" Grace asked.

Jo nodded. "I'll go try to find my shirt."