Secrets-ON HOLD

The Rules

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Kisses,

StarThoughts

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"I WANT HER GONE! CRUSHED! INVISIBLE!" the blonde screamed in front of me. I sighed and picked at my nails unintrested.

"Sweetie, you need to calm down before I have George here throw you out." I curtly said. My head was getting a headache through the high pitch squeals coming from this girl's mouth.

The girl snapped her mouth shut but her eyes were still lit up with revenge and her pupils were dilated with anger. I sighed once again and snapped my fingers to the person sitting next to me.

"Information?" I asked Sugar, the girl next to me. Sugar, yes that's her name, rolled her eyes and tucked a piece of her honey colored short hair behind her ear.

"The usual shit. One bitch wants to take down the other bitch. At first, verbal insults were fine, then one laid a rumor of the other and now said bitch," Sugar glared at the blonde in front of us, "wants revenge. In other words, she wants us to help get back." I chuckled softly and glanced at George and Lance who were standing by the door.

George and Lance Castle were twins, identical from head to toe besides the small scar on the upper lip of George. They were the muscle behind our group, with the sun bleached hair to blue eyes and a ripped body, they were the definition of an American football playing boy.

Sugar on the other hand, was not a blonde or a brunnette. She was a mix of both, putting her shoulder length hair in a dark honey color. Her ice blue eyes were cold and unforgiving, different from her brothers George and Lance. She was the seeker of the group. And no, not like Harry Potter, although in some way yes now that I look at it. Her job was to find anything she possibly could about the person asking for help and she did her job damn good.

Now, me on the other hand, is a complete opposite of the Castles. I had black waist length hair that was completely straight from roots to the tips. My almond shaped emerald green eyes stared back at me as I looked into my compact mirror. Sighing once more, I snapped the mirror shut and smirked back up at the annoyed blonde in front of us.

"Sorry sweetie, got a little distracted. Now, care to tell me what you want again without the screaming. I know we're in a secluded spot, but I woudn't risk it." I drawled, applying some chapstick to my lips. I turned to Sugar and gave her the kissy face in which she raised an eyebrow at. Giggling, I looked back at the blonde.

"Well, sit." I said, waving a hand to the chair in front of me. I was behind a desk with Sugar at my side in another chair. File cabinets stood behind me and a small fireplace. George and Lance stood at guard at the door. I stared out the windows and let the sunlight bathe my face before turning back to the girl.

"Name?" I asked. She glared at me and I turned to Sugar, annoyance clear in my eyes.

"Aubrey White. Cheerleader. Head Bitch at Westington High. Rival is Lucy Carrillo." she stated barely looking up from the file in her hands.

"Well Miss White," I started, "Let me tell you how we run." I could see George and Lance smirk from their position.

"When I ask you a question, you answer. When I tell you to do something, you do it. When I saw something, you better be taking some fucking notes. Because I'm going to say this once and only once. You're fucking white ass belonged to me once you stepped into MY building and asked for MY help." I spat, slamming my hands on the desk and standing up to tower over her.