"Hey, you alright?"
Hazel snapped out of her reverie and turned to look at Conrad. "Yeah, why?"
Conrad frowned. "You seem a little out of it. Something the matter?"
Hazel sighed. "It's nothing. Just that things kind of went downhill on my first day yesterday. I'm a little paranoid that today will be equally bad."
"Oh god, what happened?" Conrad became concerned.
Hazel gazed at him for a long moment. Anton's words seemed to echo in her mind, There's no such thing as a teenage boy who's that social, that friendly, and that...perfect. At least, not one who means it. What made him think that about Conrad? Judging from meeting him yesterday, Anton was a down-to-earth person who was unlikely to quickly opine. He did mention something about how Conrad was holding a grudge against him, but now that Hazel was looking at the latter, she simply couldn't believe it.
"Sort of...ran into a mean girl," she finally breathed, looking the other way. There, she said it. "Bo Robinson. She insulted me and threatened my friend, Cici. Luckily for us, her sister Flo stopped her, which is surprising since you'd think she would side with her sister. It was sort of like blackmail, except Bo didn't tell us we had to do anything to prevent her from carrying out that said threat. Which, to me, is a whole lot worse because then you'll never know when Bo will grow bored and do something just to see chaos go. Not everyone agrees with me though, since the way they look at it, threats coming with blackmail are worse because there's a possibility that the threatener will still cross the line even after making the threatened people do all the stuff they ordered them to do. And—"
She heard a thud, and turned again to see a groaning Conrad on the floor and an unfazed Cody sitting in the seat the former had been in only a moment ago.
"Really?" Hazel deadpanned, giving Cody an unimpressed glare. "Is that what you're going to be doing everyday?"
"I won't do it as long as he stops sitting in my seat."
"It's not your seat! This is probably like the only class in this school with no assigned seats! So why don't you stop attacking people who did nothing wrong?!" Hazel snapped furiously. "The least you could've done was act polite—"
"Hazel, it's fine. Don't worry about it." Conrad casually got up and sat down in the empty chair on the other side of Hazel. "I really don't mind at all."
"No, it's not fine! Conrad, he's a jerk who bullies people!" Hazel protested. "I mean, why do you all not stand up for yourselves?! Am I the only one who thinks to do that?! He's a heartless and uncaring person and needs to see how exactly he's treating everyone around him!"
"I'm right here," Cody reminded, but otherwise looked like he didn't just hear Hazel say that.
"I know you're here, which is why I'm saying this!" Hazel bit out.
"Okay, I expected a girl like you to try harder to disguise the fact that you don't like me," Cody remarked. "But whatever, I don't really care anyway."
"You're not even listening to what I'm trying to say, are you?!" Hazel exclaimed.
"Oh, I actually am. I'm just choosing not to follow."
Conrad leaned in and asked quietly, "Is this the part where the two of you decide to finish arguing and begin to make out as amendment?"
Cody apparently heard that because he and Hazel shouted in unison, "No!"
Conrad speculated the two of them, then decided, "Hey, you two really would make an interesting couple. Check it, the emo dude who hates the world and the new girl who does her best to fulfill morals everywhere. You know what they say, opposites attract—"
"—and don't last," Cody interrupted.
"Aw, come on, you should try it out," Conrad insisted.
"What is this, like her second day here? Also I don't do dating."
"Come on! It'll be good dating practice."
"Practice? That's a little offesnive," Hazel frowned.
"Sorry, Hazel, I didn't mean it that way," Conrad hastily apologized before continuing to persist towards Cody, "Just think of the fun you'll have stripping down in front of her!"
"What?!" Hazel flushed.
Cody looked at Hazel. "Does that reaction indicate that you really want me to rip my clothes off in your bedroom? Because if so, you're chasing your tail."
"Huh? No!"
"Good. Anyway, you are coming with me outside," Cody announced, pulling Hazel up out of her chair as he himself stood up. He dragged her out of the classroom, then immediately growled, "That asshole is trying to embarrass the both of us and you're letting him."
"What? No he's not!" Hazel defended. "He's just giving his honest opinion."
"Are you stupid? It's so obvious that that's not it at all and yet you let him do it while when I'm the one giving my honest opinion, you end up telling me off like that's fucking favoritism!"
"Stop saying that word!" Hazel snapped.
"Which one, favoritism?"
"No! The F-word!"
"...Favoritism is an F-word."
"The other F-word! The swear word!"
"Oh, fuck?"
"Yes! Now stop using it! There's no need to use it!"
"Fucking sure I'll fucking stop once you fucking stop being so fucking dumb and realize that I'm fucking right about that fucking dick and fucking open your fucking goddamn eyes." He sounded utterly serious, and Hazel had a hunch that he wasn't just doing that to mock her.
The late bell rung.
Hazel's jaw dropped, then she smacked Cody right on his head. "Now we're considered late for class when we really arrived minutes ago! It's all your fault!" She didn't wait for a response and simply stormed back inside.
"You were the one who kept on disagreeing!" Cody argued as he followed her.
"Cody, Hazel, please just sit down," Miss McCarthy sighed, standing up from behind her desk.
"Where are you taking me?" Hazel panted as Cody roughly pulled her along after class.
An extremely unamused Cody only continued to drag her down the hallway until they reached her locker. As always, Anton was there already.
Anton's eyes darted from Cody to Hazel. "What's the problem?"
"Tell this new girl to stop being so goddamn naive around people like that Montgomery douche," Cody snapped. "I have a feeling she likes you better so maybe she'll listen to you instead."
"It'd be nice if you could refer to me by my name," Hazel only stated.
"I didn't even know your name until this morning when McCarthy used it!" Cody groaned.
"Wait, for real?" Anton questioned.
"Hey, it's not like she told me it from the start. I just happened to not hear it until an hour ago."
"That's nice of you," Hazel said sarcastically. "Anyway, why are you so mad about Conrad?"
"Because he thinks you're gullible enough to fall for that mask, and all you've been doing so far is showing him that he's right about that! And, like you saw in the classroom, he also tried to target me, and thanks to your reactions, you almost satisfied him!"
"In what?!" Hazel exclaimed in confusion.
"In trying to fluster us! I told you that already! He wanted to see our faces turn red and then rub it in just so he could cackle to himself with glee!"
"I'm not following this conversation," Anton remarked.
"Conrad pressured us and said that the two of us should just fuck," Cody delivered bluntly. "Predictably, Hazel got rather embarrassed."
Ignoring the slight satisfaction she got from his finally calling her by her name, Hazel argued, "Like I said, he was giving his honest opinion. I'm pretty sure he didn't mean any ill will by it."
"Oh, I'm pretty sure he did," Anton disagreed. "Didn't I say this yesterday? He's not who he seems to be."
"What's with all the drama between you boys? I thought girls were the ones who turned high school into a classic soap opera."
"You'd be surprised once you see how bad things can get between two guys," Anton said. "We just don't go around making sure everyone knows about the drama. And half the time, we simply punch it out then forgive each other."
"Me and you definitely aren't like that," Cody commented, looking at the Asian redhead.
"Huh? Oh yeah. Wait, why did we start fighting again?"
Cody shrugged. "I don't know, I think I slapped you then you never forgave me for that."
"Yeah, I remember that because of how much it stung. I don't really care now though. But what caused you to hit me in the first place?"
"Beats me."
"You guys don't act like you hate each other's guts," Hazel pointed out.
"Oh no, we do," Cody insisted. "You just haven't seen us argue yet. It's just that now there really isn't much to pick a fight about."
"True, and we did call that awkward truce because of how bothersome it was becoming to the others," Anton added.
"I don't think it really changed much though."
"I can't get to my locker because you're standing in the way. Again," Hazel interrupted patiently, looking at Cody. Fortunately, he stood aside. "Don't you need to head to your own locker?"
"Yeah. But I'm serious about Conrad. Stop trusting him, and you—" Cody gave Anton a knowing glance. "—make sure she doesn't trust him." He walked away.
Once he was out of earshot, Hazel, having already taken out her calculus book, slammed her locker door hard, finally showing just how annoyed she was.
"Can you start closing that locker more gently? These doors are all a little rusty and at this rate, you're going to wreck it. And since my dad's the vice principal, he's probably going to end up blaming me for it because it happens to be the locker right next to mine and I should 'take more responsibility with handling the lockers around me,'" Anton complained.
"Sorry," Hazel replied tersely, before beginning to vent, "Just who does he think he is?! He's so uncaring and unrepentant and thinks all his assumptions are accurate! Why is he like this?! What's wrong with him?!"
Anton paused, then hesitatingly asked, "Is that a rhetorical or legit question? Because I can actually answer that if you want me to—"
"No, I don't want you to. I don't think I even want to know," Hazel moaned, propping her back against her locker. "It's just that I don't think I can last the rest of the school year with him in my first class every single day of the week. And I tend to be less cheerful in the mornings."
"You should see me on the weekends," Anton grinned. "I sleep in till noon because I'm so grumpy when I first get up on the weekdays. In fact, I doubt there's any such thing as a teenager who truly is a morning person."
"That's true," Hazel agreed, before going back to the topic of Cody. "But seriously, I don't think I can deal with him for much longer. It's only my second day and I'm already losing my head."
"Look, I'll be okay with however your relationship ends up being, whether it's good or bad. But I'm going to have to ask you to please not make me the middleman in your arguments, because the way Cody automatically dragged you here kind of implied that's what he's starting to view me to be."
"Hey, Bo!" Conrad greeted, approaching the redhead at her locker.
Bo shot him an uninterested glance. "Conrad, right? What do you want?"
"Don't worry, this will be quick," Conrad said cheerfully.
"Oh, really? Then start acting like it'll be quick." Bo impatiently checked the time on her phone screen. "I have better things to do than to talk to people like you."
Conrad grabbed her by the arm and began to drag her elsewhere. Bo began to protest, struggling to pry his fingers off of her skin. She failed, however, and Conrad stopped in front of the janitor's closet and pushed her inside. He closed the door shut behind them.
"Hey, what's the big idea?" Bo scolded. "If you think I'm willing to have a little fling with you in here, then you're wrong. I learned that lesson back in junior year when the punch got spiked at prom," she mumbled that last part. She wasn't about to do anything with a random guy—having a one night stand with Anton Suzuki was more than enough. Besides, she'd much rather be in the janitor's closet with Jack.
"I'm not here for romance. I heard from a little birdie that you happened to have a little brouhaha with Hazel Campbell and her friend," Conrad casually said, his lighthearted demeanor disappearing to reveal a much colder personality.
"Oh yeah. Celine Sanders," Bo yawned. "Well, she was asking for it."
"Of course she was. You wouldn't have done anything if she wasn't, right?" Conrad, for the most part, didn't seem to care whether or not Cici had deserved what she had gotten.
Bo glared. "Listen, if you dragged me all the way here inside this filthy closet just to lecture me about how I'm supposed to treat people the way I want to be treated—"
"That's not what I want to talk to you about. In fact, it's the exact opposite. I have something to settle with one certain guy, and I'm sure you know who he is too. Tell me, do you have any memory of losing your virginity to Anton Suzuki?" Conrad smirked when Bo's eyes widened.
"How do you—"
"How do I know that? Simple, he told me, fair and square. I used to eat lunch with him before he decided to leave for that pack of misfits he constantly enjoys himself with. I don't see how he manages to tolerate that violent beast of a high school student that I so happen to share my first class with." Conrad rolled his eyes, rubbing his side, which was still throbbing a little bit from Cody's kick that morning.
"I still don't see why I'm here."
"I also share first period with Hazel. That girl had been so desperate to make a new friend on her first day, she fell right into my trap the second I said hello. She told me exactly what happened yesterday during lunch, and I'm impressed. So I wanted to ask you if you want to help me give Anton his little share of karma."
"I'm not interested in your petty act for revenge," Bo stated rather matter-of-factly. "I'm sorry—I don't mean that—but I'm not going to accept your offer. I couldn't care less about Jackson's friends, and going after them is not going to help me get on Jackson's good side."
To her surprise, Conrad shrugged. "Suit yourself. Decline if you want. But let me just say this," he began, remembering the brief mention of Flo Hazel had given earlier, "I have a feeling that you're going to change your mind soon enough. One very good reason for you to begin helping me with this will pop up. Very, very soon." With that, he opened the door and left the closet, leaving a stunned Bo standing there.
Hazel sat at the lunch table with Cici in silence. The blonde seemed to become very quiet after the whole fiasco yesterday, and Hazel could understand why. Bo Robinson's behavior had clearly crossed the line, and Cici had been subject to most of it. That kind of attitude had the potential to render anyone speechless for a couple days.
"Your mother must actually be very lovely, I'm sure of it," Hazel blurted out without thinking. It was the first reassuring thing that came to her mind. Cici looked up from her lunch, looking more than a little taken aback.
"Well... Thank you," she tentatively replied. "But sadly, not everyone really looks past the mistakes she made while in high school."
Hazel began to nod in agreement, but stopped in realization. "Wait... Mistake? You're not calling yourself a mistake, are you? Because you're really not. I don't think you are. I think you're really nice and you're honestly the first girl I met and talked to yesterday, so by the looks of it, I think we can be good friends," she rambled quickly.
Cici blinked. "Really? You think that?"
Hazel nodded again. "Yeah, I'm positive. You shouldn't mind anything that Bo said to you. She was being mean to everybody, so it's not like she singled you out. I'm sure all she wanted was to make you uncomfortable and see you squirm. Horrible people like her get enjoyment in seeing other people cower at her words." She set down her salad fork and took Cici's left hand, which was propped on the table. "Trust me, this is the kind of stuff I've been through before. I'm not saying I'm completely immune from feeling hurt after being bullied, but I've gone through more than enough of this to understand what it is she wants."
Cici stayed silent for a moment, then smiled. "You're a pretty nice person yourself."
Hazel let go of her hand. "Well... I try to be... Sometimes I can't help but be a little mean." She gazed over to the table where Jack, Zander, Spencer, Cody, and Anton sat at. "Especially when that someone is being rude."
Cici appeared to catch on to what she was referring to. "Has he been bothering you again? Did he make any more crude remarks?"
"Not necessarily. I just don't like his attitude," Hazel sighed. "After being a victim of bullying for so long, I can't stand people who think it's okay to treat someone disrespectfully like it's nothing. I know I'm probably being overly sensitive when it comes to him, but..."
Cici waved a hand. "No, I understand. It's natural for you to feel that way. But really, what happened with him today?"
"Just...some issues with Conrad Montgomery," Hazel confessed. "Cody's making it pretty obvious that he doesn't like him. And neither does Anton."
"Conrad? He's been a couple of my classes before, but I can't really say I talked to him except for a few times to ask him about stuff involving work," Cici mused. "So I don't think I can really say anything about that, considering I don't know what kind of person he's like."
"Oh, he's very friendly!" Hazel immediately replied. "He warmed up to me the second he sat down next to me. I don't see why Cody and Anton have something against him."
"I don't know about Cody, but from what I've seen of Anton, I doubt he'd go jumping to conclusions about people. What's your idea on why he dislikes Conrad?"
"He mentioned something about how Conrad's been giving him dirty looks when nobody's looking," Hazel informed, "because of how he used to be friends with this guy named Samson Fisher and Conrad didn't appreciate him leaving them. And that's it. He didn't explain after that."
"If Anton's going to say something like that, chances are it's true," Cici inputted.
"I never said I thought he was lying. I told him that maybe Conrad just misunderstood the situation and thought he ditched them for no apparent reason, but he didn't believe me. I think the two of them should talk it out and clear this mess up."
"Assuming that they do that, what if things only end up getting worse?"
Hazel winced, not wanting to think about that. "At least there's also a chance that they'll get better. It's a risk that they have to take if they want to move forward." She picked up her milk carton. "Anyway, do you want my milk?"
"Uh, sure. Aren't you going to drink it though?"
"No, I'm allergic to dairy. That lunch lady just automatically gave me milk before I could even say anything."
"Dude, are you okay?" Zander asked Spencer, as the latter was quietly observing Cici from afar.
"I'm fine, why?" Spencer turned to look at his brother.
"You keep on staring at Cici with this slightly betrayed look on your face like she did something wrong. Don't tell me you're upset about what happened yesterday still?"
"What's there to be upset about?" Jack asked. "Well, other than how my crazy fangirl decided it'd be cool to act like that."
Spencer sighed. "I'm not upset, I just... I just wish Cici could've told me that secret of hers so I didn't have to hear it for the first time coming out of Bo's mouth."
"...You're upset if you feel that way," Zander stated. "And, uh, need I remind you that she didn't tell anyone else? None of us knew."
"Jack did," Spencer accused.
"Yeah, okay, like I said before, she didn't really have a choice when she told me," Jack pointed out. "I had gone to her front door and refused to leave until I knew."
"Jack, you can't just go over to someone's house and demand for answers like that," Anton groaned.
"Why not? It worked."
"Yeah, because it's Cici. If you had actually gone over to my house to confront me about my sister, I most likely would've ended up socking you in the face," Cody remarked, sipping his smoothie. "I'm not one to be in the mood for that type of shit over the weekend. I go through enough of that here already."
"What stopped you from socking me in the face when I visited you at the hospital? There's no difference there."
"Nope. No difference at all, other than the fact that I was in a hospital bed and didn't possess the motivation to get up," Cody muttered.
Feeling a storm coming on, Jack kept his mouth shut. "So what do you guys think of that new girl, Hazel?" he asked instead, beginning a new conversation.
"Seems decent enough," was Zander's reply.
"I didn't really talk to her, so I don't think I have the right to offer my impression," Spencer said.
"She's great, actually. I enjoy having small talk with her between classes at our lockers," Anton told Jack.
Jack turned to Cody. "What about you?"
Cody looked up from his lunch. "What about me?"
Jack frowned. "Didn't you hear my question at all?"
"Oh, I heard it. I just don't find it necessary to give my honest opinion about her. She tends to not like that, so I'm simply preventing my own spleen from being torn out."
Jack rolled his eyes. "She's all the way over there. Come on, you can say it."
"...Two things." Cody held up two fingers to count down. "One, she's flat-chested. Two, she doesn't like me."
"Here's a thought," Anton snarked. "Maybe she doesn't like you because you called her flat-chested!"
"You what?" Zander stared. "No wonder she was talking to Cici about that!"
"If that's the case, she overreacted," Cody said, completely unfazed. "And it's not like you guys didn't think that too when you first saw her."
"I didn't," Jack and Anton spoke in unison, while Zander only looked away.
"Come on, there are a lot of flat-chested girls at our school... Cici isn't too busty herself," Spencer piped up.
Zander looked behind his brother. "Right. Now I feel like we're in some kind of sitcom, because, uh..."
"...She's right behind me, isn't she?" Spencer gulped nervously as he began to sense some rather tranquil fury right behind him. He looked up to see Cici staring him down with the ultimate death glare, with Hazel standing right beside her. He looked at Zander. "Help..."
Zander shook his head. "Nah, I don't feel like it."
Spencer frantically turned to Cody, who really looked like he would be amused if he wasn't so deadpan all the time. "Help, you're the only hope I have left."
"Hey, what about us?" Jack frowned, motioning at Anton and himself.
"That is a cheerleader who knows how to spontaneously high kick. I'm not so stupid to screw with someone like her," Cody declined without a second glance at Spencer.
"Spencer, I think I'm going to have a chat with you," Cici snapped, taking Spencer's hand and dragging him away and out of the cafeteria.
Meanwhile, Hazel looked rather insulted. "Do you really think that I overreacted with that remark you made?"
"Of course I do," Cody replied, looking up to give her a raised eyebrow. "I say four little words, and that ends up with you despising me because you find me to have a heartless soul when you still didn't know what kind of person I am. Don't you think you took what I said a little too personally?"
"I don't think she would've liked you better even after she gave you a chance to show what kind of person you are," Anton murmured.
"It's funny how you start talking bad about people like Conrad when you're like a hundred times worse!" Hazel exploded. A couple people from tables nearby turned to stare at her, but she didn't care. "You're unbearable! This is only my second day here, yet I already can't stand you and your attitude! You're absolutely the worst!" She turned on her heel and stormed off.
"...Cody, don't you think you should go after her?" Jack voiced, after a moment of silence.
"Why? I didn't do anything wrong," Cody replied, seemingly not affected at all. "She needs to shape up and realize that not everybody's going to be nice to her here."
Hazel trudged through the hallway to the girl's bathroom. She went there subconsciously; it had always been a place for her to escape drama. She went inside and gazed at herself intensely in the mirror, until her eyes dropped to the sink below. She sighed. Maybe Cody had a point, maybe she really was taking everything a bit too personally. But that still didn't justify his behavior towards her—well, to everyone.
At that precise second, the handicap bathroom stall opened and a raven-haired girl exited, wielding a crumpled sheet of aluminum foil. She froze when she noticed Hazel, who looked back.
"You're...one of those Robinson triplets. Flo, right?" Hazel found her voice. She became a little wary, but shook that feeling off. She was the one who had gotten Bo to stop bugging them, wasn't she?
Flo nodded, going over to the trash can to throw away her foil. "Yeah."
Hazel waited for her to say something else, but she didn't. "Um... Shouldn't you be with your sisters?"
"Bo didn't show up for lunch," Flo said, now looking at her reflection and smoothing out her jet black hair. "Not that I'm complaining or anything. My life is a whole lot more peaceful without her anyway."
"Uh... Right." Hazel sensed the stiff atmosphere, but she continued nonetheless, "Speaking of Bo, thanks for yesterday, by the way. For, you know, preventing the fight from escalating."
"It's no problem. My sister's a bitch, so it's only right if I control that goddamn behavior of hers," Flo sighed, leaning against the bathroom wall. "But sometimes, I get sick of it, so I hide out here to take a break or something like that."
"Isn't it lonely when you're eating by yourself in that stall?"
"Sweetie, go through what I do on a daily basis and you will treasure the solitude. I savor the time I spend in there, because honestly, that's not anything that happens often. Bo usually catches me in the middle of trying to escape and chews me out. I hate the authority she forces onto me."
Hazel blinked in confusion. "Then... Why do you stay with her?"
"As much as I want to, I can't just up and leave," Flo sighed impatiently. "It's not that simple. Bo's not above going to malicious tactics to get back at somebody, even if that somebody is her own sister. If I leave, she'll be angry, and I don't need that kind of drama in my personal life."
Hazel bit her lip. "But...is it really worth being restricted under her?"
"Okay, if she ends up finding out that I'm talking to you, both of us are doomed," Flo announced, not willing to answer Hazel's question. "So I think it's best if I go. Bye." She walked out of the bathroom door and turned the corner.
Hazel stood still for a moment, but suddenly decided to rush out. "Flo!" she called out after the other girl. "I hope you at least consider what I'm trying to say!"
Flo didn't turn around, but she hollered back, "I wouldn't mind it if you called me Florence instead!"
END. (Not THE end, but yeah, chapter end. Just some clarification here)
So you guys all know about that question concerning who out of the main five would hold their liquor in best? Almost everyone said Cody. That's hilarious (but surprisingly accurate). I'm going to go ahead and say that Jack would probably get drunk if he even gets one drop of alcohol down his throat.
Here's my new question—Who out of all of the OCs (this includes Hazel, the triplets, Conrad, Samson, Ariel, and anyone else I might be forgetting) could hold in their liquor the best? And don't say Cody this time, because believe it or not, he's not the correct answer.
Replies:
mandamichelle: No, Jack and Anton aren't going to get together, haha. Sorry to disappoint. I said Anton was the most likely candidate because, well... You'll see soon enough ;) But if I'm going to ship Jack with anyone, it would be with Zander (but Jack's not going to get together with anyone any time soon). Also, as for the question about who's going to win Cody over in terms of romance, that answer should be pretty easy to guess correctly. (But here's a hint anyway: These three chapters have been focusing on her a whole lot).
Sol's Darkness: *huffs angrily* You guys are the ones who make me moody... DON'T WORRY I'm only joking lol XD All of you (well, most of you) are great people. But yeah, you got my personality down to a tee. I try to be cheerful most of the time, but I do have a pretty stupid temper that often gets the best of me.
pearlsofwisdom: I know someone who's worse than Bo, oh my god. Mostly because she's not as open when it comes to being a bitch. Also, isn't Cody's bitchiness the whole reason why we all love him? :D
storygirl99210: I don't think Jo is changing, because to be honest, Jo's not going to speak for herself much. And I think Flo has always been like this, as you'll see in the next chapter I have planned. She's that girl who pretends to fawn over Jack then roll her eyes once nobody's looking. Also, I'll be sure to look for a way to give Bo her karma. I can hardly guarantee she'll die though, haha.
pineapplefreak: Ehhhhh... No, Jack hasn't had a drop of alcohol once in his life, haha.
Rainflower: Well, something big is going to happen to Jack soon, so if I were going to bring Nightlight in, he'll most likely only appear once and leave. Not sure if I want to just ditch him like that, so I don't know.
Lolxxx: Answer to your rapid-fire question—SPENCER. Not that I don't like him, it's just that in my brain, he ends up being murdered by a new serial killer in town, right in front of Zander's eyes, so Zander ends up joining the police force to track down his brother's murderer and gets really obsessed with that.
Doctor Skittles: WHAT ARE YOUR REASONS. HURRY UP AND TELL ME, WOMAN. (Bo lives next door to Cody. Nah, I'm kidding. You'll see where she lives soon enough.)
ArkieR: YOU SHIP THEM. GUUUUUD. I NEED SHIPPERS, PEOPLE.
Just MEC: ...Yeah, prepare to be surprised. Jack has never drunk alcohol before. Poor guy, doesn't know what he misses out on. Also, Cody and Anton will become canon...sort of? They're not getting together, but yeah, it's a little hard to explain, so I'll let you read in patience.
Frostpinkloverfr: Yes, it's a touchy subject for a lot of girls, but I don't see why it's so bad if Cody makes fun of Hazel for it. After all, he's not calling anyone else flat-chested. I've seen a whole bunch of shows where a girl's lack of a chest gets made fun of, so it's not like I'm the only one doing it. FYI, I am also a girl whose boobs aren't too gigantic, and I personally couldn't care less.
diskidi: I am determined to finish this series as fast as I can, so there's a pretty good chance I'm never discontinuing this :P
Faliara: Got a couple of more OCs to introduce, and sadly, none of them fit the loner image you described to me haha. Sorry :D
Ivy000: Happy... *looks at calendar* ...January 5th to you, dear Ivy. I'm sorry you're not too fond of Hazel, but then again, she is insecure like you suggested and GOSH DARN IT WHY ARE YOU SO LUCKY YOU HAVE ALL THIS CONFIDENCE AND STABILITY AND THE PEOPLE AT YOUR SCHOOL AREN'T TOO MEAN AND ugh :( Kidding, kidding. Sorry for the apparent OOCness of Bunny and North, but I never really thought I was good at writing them haha. Also, let's not mind Sophie please o_o And yeah, Mrs. Bennett can see the Guardians, since Jack had brought them up during his explanation to her. I don't think I explained it, so sorry.
Lil Angel 927: Don't worry, I'll try to find a way to get Bo what she deserves. Also, I never received that pole dancing picture :( ...But wait, Julchen had sent me something she found on the Internet. I'll link it to you after I'm done with this AN.
Marvel123: Don't feel dumb, I can see why someone would forget them. They were very minor in PG, after all.
Kifo Entiegon: You're the second person to suggest the death of Bo Robinson, wow. I can see why though.
Lovepuppy316: When I received the email saying you reviewed, the word 'boob' was censored. What the hell, FFN. And yes, Bo needs no better reason to act bitchy.
moocow4me: I'm sorry that you feel that way. I am aware these three chapters have been very Hazel-centric, but in my view, that's necessary. This is going to be a pretty long story (I am honest to god considering that it might be longer than PG itself), and naturally, Jack and his humanity aren't going to be the focus of every chapter. And the whole reason why Hazel's been hogging the spotlight so much is because she's basically my key to set up the whole plot for the sequel. Things are going to be happening to Jack later on, and they're technically things that Hazel (indirectly) caused. So yeah, she's important, so I can't get rid of her. But no worries, I'm pretty much done with setting the plot up (almost), and if things go as planned, then you're going to be getting a whole lot more Jack next chapter.
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