Riverdale High Class

F. O. R. T. Y. F. O. U. R.

Signs of a perfect storm;

People scattered around,

No one answering their phones,

Everyone in a trance playing a game,

Secrets kept hidden by everyone,
No one around.

Perfect signs of a storm, a storm that would roll over us gradually.

Mercy POV

I stand with the official step team. I hand out forms and papers as I introduce the rules and regulations Peaches standing next to me as Co-Captain.

Me:Based off the votes, practice will be three days out of the week, four when a competition or show case is coming up. We will be here Mondays, Wednesdays and Thursdays because no one wants to be here on Friday and for the fourth day either Tuesday or Even Saturday if we can. Practices will run two hours, I know it seems long but I promise that time will go by so fast. I already have our practice uniforms being shipped out and I'm allowing you to pick our uniforms they are in the few papers you guys have now you'll scan that bar code and vote on which ones you like. It'll also ask you for your sizes in shoes and clothes, I'm asking for this again because you don't have to wear the practice uniform to comps but you will for that uniform make sure it's a size good enough for you to lift you legs up comfortably and without the chance of ripping seams. How the clothes and shoes look on the model is how it will fit to you so pick accordingly, understand?

Them:Yes.

Me:Alright well, let's get this practice started find a partner and get to stretching and jogging make sure to get to know them as well.

They break off and I walk with Peaches to a area and we stretch.

Me:You think you'll be able to meet up with me to make up different routines? We can come to my house, come here early, stay later I'm up for anything.

Peaches:We can meet up early?

Me:That's fine. We can meet on Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays that good?

Peaches:Yup.

I nod and we continue to stretch and start jogging, I make sure everyone has been around the gym at least four times in a jog.

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Once everyone is cleared out my phone rings, I answer a unknown number.

Phone call:

Me:Hello?

Jughead:Mercy? Hey.

Me:Where the hell are you Jughead? You and Archie!

Jughead:We are fine, look have you talked to Betty? She's not answering her phone.

Me:I'm trying to get the same result as you, her mom won't talk to me. It's bugging me.

Jughead:*sighs* I wonder what's going on, with her.

Me:I'll go over in a minute.

Jughead:Okay but look, I've learned somethings.

Me:I'm listening.

Jughead:Hiram has bought some town, he has the men here building a prison and doubling it as a drug lab, he's making Fizzle Rock. He's still looking for Archie as well.

Me:Okay I'll see what I can find out.

Jughead:Thank you.

I hang up and turn the lights off before heading out.