Twenty minutes later, I met my disgruntled roommates, and my Cove Ops on the tarmac. It seems even the Research kids were coming, because Liz was standing next to Bex and Macey, looking, quite happy, which contrasted heavily against Macey and Bex's scowling faces.
"Where did you go this morning?!" Macey shouted in my face.
"Well, I didn't want to be used as a make up doll, seeing as we are all just going to change our appearances on the jets, so I flipped over Bex and went and had a morning workout." Macey grunted. Accepting my explanation a lot faster than I thought possible.
Joe walked up then, saving me from awkward conversations with the roommates I had abandoned this morning.
"Girls, Boys, this will be a tailing competition. The girls will tail the boys, and the boys have to compromise the girls. Of course, you will all be wearing disguises. I'm not telling you where we are going other than it's about a two hour flight. You will have the whole entire pier to travel around on. But step off the pier, and consequences will happen. We are leaving now, boys please follow Abby, and girls please follow me."
I skipped up behind Joe as we were walking to the plane that was obviously for the girls.
"So Joe, why are you with us? Instead of you being with the boys?"
"Well, I'm not one hundred percent sure. I want Abby and you flying a plane, but I'm happier with you helping me, and since you're obviously going to want to help flying the plane….."
"We're all traveling back on one plane though, and I want you to surprise the boys. With the fact that you can fly of course."
I walked into the plane with a spring in my step, obviously happy that I would get to fly the plane. I hadn't flown one since last summer, the last time Joe had been around.
Before I could get to the cockpit, Macey and Bex dragged me to the back of the plane, right as it took off. Not even bothering to strap us in, they started getting me ready. I was going to be playing a rich, and snobby teenage socialite. Macey was going to be another teenage girl, operating one of the rides, that Mr. Soloman had said would be at the pier. Bex was going to be a performer on one of the stages. Liz was going to be hacking into the cameras so that she could have eyes for all three of us.
My hair was under wig of red hair, that came down to my waist. It was curled, and the front part of it was pulled up, so that I could see out from behind it. My eyes were hidden behind green contacts. Macey and Bex had practically poured makeup onto my face. I had a cat eye, and bright red lips.
Bex and Macey were already wearing heavy makeup, so they just had to find clothes.
They had both changed into their uniforms that were required by the pier, and also, pulled wigs and contacts on quickly, not sparing much time, since their heads would be under hats anyway.
Liz was wearing her brown wig in a messy bun, and had brown eye contacts. She was wearing sweats. She was going to be adopting an British accent. She was posing as a college student, explaining the laptop.
Finally, the girls were all finished with their outfits. The plane touched down a few miles south of our destination, in Chicago, and we all hurried off of it. We got in vans, that set off towards Navy Pier.
When we got there Joe turned to talk to us, before setting us free.
"Good luck girls, you'll need it."
I just scoffed, and walked towards Navy Pier. Already playing the part.