(AN: Ok i updated this already, btu i did it before i looked it over. When i looked it over, fixed it, and what not i realized i had the bad coppie up. ao here it is fixed and ready. sry for the mix-up.)
Gwen's POV
When it hit 2 o'clock I walked with Trent to the back door. He said for me to get on my walkie talkie at 4 o'clock and that way I can stay in the loop. Sucks that I can't be there at the cabin for myself.
4 o'clock
(AN: I wrote this part in a script from since Gwen isn't there… and I am lazy today)
Bridgett: (B) Ok everyone, we need a plan to get Gwen back on top of the polls. Any ideas?
Harold: (H) How about some type of sale thing?
Duncan: (D) *Coughs* Faggot *coughs*
Courtney: (CO) any better ideas Duncan.
D: A kissing booth staring you princess.
CO: as if. You wish.
D: I'd be first in line.
Someone: You'd be the only line. (I couldn't tell who said it. They said it so low. They might have just said it to me)
Laushawan: (L) I say we fight fire with fire. We spread some rumors about her.
Everyone yells at once
Trent: (T) QUITE. *silence* Thank you. Gwen today asked me something about Heather. She asked if someone who's impeached can run. I don't think they can. (he sounds so smug, in a sexy kind of way)
Cody: (CD) Trent's … I mean Gwen's right. After what Heather did she can't run?
Everyone: thinks
Heather: (H) I can actually.
D: How the fuck did you get in here.
Everyone screams
H: I simply showed that all perfects' brake rules sometimes and forced them to give me a second chance. (She sounded smug but in a bad way) What's with the walkie talkie?
Owen: (O) We didn't break any rules (he sounded like his mouth was full.
H: first off chew tubby. Second, you did. (I heard papers moving)
L: I knew this bitch was tripping. You put up those flyers and got Trent and Gwen in trouble.
(It must be a poster)
H: yup. And because of that, I can now run. So thanks Trent. If it weren't fro you two, I would never have this opportunity. (I wanted to slap her and fight her.)
Gwen: (G) Shut the fuck up you stupid, evil spoiled bitch. I will win, and rub it in you ugly monkey ass face.
Everyone : ooooooooooooooooooo
H: why would people vote for a weird Goth girl whose dating their crush?
Silence
H: well it's been fun, but I must get going. It's late.
B: Oh yea here. *paper rips* for being out past curfew with out a pass.
*Door closes*
Izzy: (I) wow Gwen you told that bitch off.
L: yea you go girl.
G: yea, but telling her off won't win me the election
CO: don't matter. I already have a plan.
Everyone: You do?
CO: Yup. We don't stoop to her level. But we remind people about her level.
Noah: (N) Please clarify
CO: Gwen has an interview with the school paper soon. And we find ways to put in subliminal messages aka…. Heather was, is, and will be a bitch. Making Heather a perfect will strengthen her bitch power.
D: That's what I love about you princess.
DJ: Nice plan. When the interview?
Cody: she's scheduled for 3 day from now. Helps to wok on the school press. (he sounded smug)
B: ok then ….. *cut short*
Headmaster: Perfects it is curfew, start patrols.
T: ok. Remember the lay out? ……. Good let go. Gwen you want to stay on?
G: sure.
T: cool. All right everyone lets go.
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Me: I like this chapter
Gwen: Yea, but you usually leave off on a cliff hanger
Me: yea but last time I forgot completely about this story and I'd hate to forget on a cliff hanger.
Trent: Can you give some spoilers?
Me: Ok, ….wait that would be like cliff hanging
Heather: How the hell cares. You update soon anyway.
Me: fine…..someone breaks in the girls' dorm again.
Bridgett: really, again? Isn't once enough?
Me: that's all I am saying. I won't say who, or why, or what dorm.
Izzy: I'll do the closing
Me: Knock yourself out.
Izzy: VampGrl123 doesn't own TDI. Please review.