AN: so as usual, I don't own MI High, or anything you may recognise. I just own Demi and Jamie. This is my own storyline, so I hope it's good! ENJOY!
I was sat in class as we were discussing what we could do to raise money for the school. "I KNOW!" Jamie yelled for the 7th time this afternoon.
"Yes Miss Sanders?" Mr Flatley sighed, but somehow still remaining positive.
"What about, skateboarding on the roof! We get people to sponsor us, and to bet on who's gonna fall off first! I bet on Demi!" Thanks Jai.
"Umm, no I don't think that's a good idea Miss Sanders. Does anyone else have an idea?"
"I do, Mr F." My dad said from the doorway.
"Ah, Frank! What's your idea?" Mr Flatley said, relieved that this might be a serious idea.
"What about a talent show?" You say what now?
"That's a brilliant idea!" No it isn't! Thankfully Tom and Harry seemed as horrified as me. "We'll hold auditions tomorrow, so get creative!" Mr Flatley called over the bell as we left the class.
"What was Frank thinking? I have no talents to speak of. I can't dance or carry a tune. Please tell me I'm not alone in this?" Aneisha said, turning to us for support. Dan shrugged, and I just looked down, deep in thought. I hadn't heard anything from my 'mother' since the last letter, and I was beginning to wonder if it was all a hoax. "Demi? Hello, Demi? DEMI!" Now that brought me out of thinking. Jai , with her unbelievably loud voice, shouting in your ear. "What?" I asked. "No need to yell."
"What are you gonna do for the auditions?" Jamie said, now beaming.
" I dunno." I then saw a flashing light coming off the end of my pencil out of the corner of my eye. "Look, I've got to go, talk later." Jai nodded and called,
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" as I walked around the corner and entering the lift with Tom and Dan. As we entered HQ, I let loose.
"What the hell were you thinking? A talent show?" Frank rolled his eyes and pulled a picture of a young man with sandy coloured hair, stood on a stage.
"Meet Marcus Rowling." He said, zooming in on the blonde man.
"I think I've seen him before." I said, before I remembered. "Didn't he used to sing on the street where we used to live?"
"Correct. He's gone missing. Has been since Friday." Since when do we investigate missing people who aren't world leaders? My team seemed as confused as me, as Frank went on to the next photo. This one was of a woman, with short brown hair. "This is Ashley Bolton, reject of the last season of X-Factor. Been Missing since Friday." I'm beginning to notice a pattern. And then Frank turned to the 3rd and last photo, another man with long black hair. "Felix Johnson. The son of the Mayor of London."
"Let me guess, been missing since Friday?" I interrupted. He nodded, and continued,
"The only link between the missing people is the time they vanished, and this man." He held up a photograph of a tall muscled man with cropped brown hair.
"Simon Howard, local talent scout, and managers of our three missing people. Your mission is to get close to Howard, and find out what he's up to, also, to find the missing people. I've invited him to come and watch our talent show, hence giving you an opportunity. The prize will be a recording session at his record label. One of you needs to win." Almost immediately, Dan, Tom and Zoe turned to me.
"No. No way!" I yelled. "I am not prancing about on a stage to win a 5 minute recording time with a possibly dangerous kidnapper! NO!"
"Demi, please. You're our only chance of winning." Zoe said. After much thinking and lip biting, I sighed,
"Fine. But I'm not doing it alone." I said, turning to Tom.
"What?" He said, before it sunk in. "No. I'm not embarrassing myself in front of the whole school!"
"Please Tom." I said, grabbing his hand so he would face me. "Do it for me." I slightly pouted, trying to convince him. Sighing, he eventually said through gritted teeth, "Fine." I smiled and flung my arms around him.
"Thank you!" I said joyfully, before pulling away. Rather red faced, Tom faced away, as I turned to my team. "So what are you going to make us do?" Zoe turned to Aneisha and whispered something, causing Neish to smirk.
"That's a brilliant idea Zoe." I was already afraid, and I hadn't got on stage yet.
AN: And I shall finish it here! Hope you enjoyed the beginning of my storyline! Thank you yet again to all my readers, followers and commenters, you're all amazing!