Identity Crisis

Saturday, 11.1, Tom

The whole thing about the letter made me curious and nervous.  I felt like I had landed in the dark side of London and everyone was scared.  I couldn't sleep last night and I was totally tired now.  What was the letter about?

I took the bus there and brooded in my thoughts.  I then arrived and first looked at Tim's big house.  This beautiful, white building that everyone wanted to live in and that was still so full of lights last night.
>>Tom, come in.<<, Bella called.  She was really happy to see us, which made me wonder.

She held the door open for us and we entered.  It was aesthetically designed and even had a TV.  There were many plants in this house.  On the huge couch, sat seven other people.
>> What is this going to be? << I asked uncertainly.
>>Sit down, Tom.<<, Tim said casually.

I sat on the couch next to Allie, who kept my distance.  >>Get away, loser!<<
It was weird to see everyone outside of school and I felt abandoned by reality.

Olivia was one of Allie's best friends with Nicole.  Al was the fashion diva.  Her parents were very rich and she was very popular with the boys.
However, she said herself that she only wanted to irritate the boys and not want to go with an ugly, pubescent boy her age.  Allie had blonde straight hair, which she always dyed dark brown, full lips, defined

cheekbones, gray eyes, and her lips were colored pink from lipstick.  Her legs were wrapped in a purple tennis skirt, tights, black boots with two one and a half inch tall high heels and she took a Luis Vuitton designer bag in brown with her.  She was probably one of the tallest girls in the school, at 5'10.

Then there was the other boy I didn't know, but I've seen him before.  He had light brown hair, brown eyes, thin lips, and had that bored look.

Next to him was Rikki.  She was my kindergarten friend at the time and we were inseparable, but at some point we showed no interest in each other.  She was a good girl then, who played with unicorns and Filly fairies and watched Barbie.  But now she was a bad girl.

You could tell by the way she styled herself.  Her blonde locks were clasped in a pair of black hair and she put on a lot of black eyeshadow and mascara.  Add a blood-red lip gloss to make her look like Misa Amane from Death Note.  Maybe her current behavior was the reason why we weren't so good friends anymore.  I was a very easy-going and easy guy.

Next to her was Leo.  He was with Olivia, Allie's best friend.  Or maybe he was just using it because he was a heartbreaker.  I had only heard from him.  He was at least as handsome to the girls as Tim and was a great competition for him, but they were very good friends and he was also one of the popular ones.
In contrast to Tim, he was a real playboy and changed women more often than his underwear.

>>Are you there too, Tom?<<, asked Rikki, startled.
I nodded and looked at the others in confusion.

>>What's going on here.<< Claire wanted to know.
>>I don't know, Tim, you owe us an explanation.  What is this fucking meeting about.  I want to go home!<< Rikki wailed.
>>I'm exactly Rikki's opinion.  I don't feel like the other losers.<< Allie grumbled.
Everyone looked questioningly at Tim and Bella.  I couldn't wait another second for their answer.  All eyes were on Tim and Bella, but they behaved very relaxed.  As if it were all small talk.

>>Tom, Rikki, Claire, Leo, Dan and Allie you are the participants.  You have to overcome everyday challenges and five tests of courage for the next two weeks.  There are fifteen points for the tasks and thirty-five points for the test of courage.  Whoever has the most points wins.<<
Everyone started laughing.

Even me.  Was he kidding us?  Wasn't that a joke?  I stopped laughing when Tim's expression darkened.  I couldn't know what was going on and my guess kept changing from joke and seriousness.
>>What's in this for us?<<, Rikki asked while she chewed on her chewing gum.
>>You all play for your darkest secrets.  Who gets the most points in the challenges.<<

The room became very quiet.  Some had to process his words and others started laughing.  >>You probably stopped for Halloween.<< Dan giggled.  Bella then pulled some Instagram articles from Londonsschoolspy.  I read last year's article again.  >>That was all me.<< Tim said proudly
>>I have no secrets.<<, Rikki laughed

I started to swallow.  >>And how do you know if we are doing the work?<<
>>The word gets around when people from this school suddenly have different habits or change their personality<< said Bella.
Tim's grinning look turned serious. 
>>So you have no secrets?  I want to speak to you all privately.  Claire, you first!<<

Everyone should speak to him individually, but after I saw the reactions from the others after they came back, I refused to speak to him first.  Not that I came back in a bad mood.  Everyone looked paralyzed at the ground.

You could tell that the others were offended by what he knew about them.  Allie put a hand over her mouth and cried.  Claire's hand began to shake again.  You had the feeling that she hadn't stopped doing it since last night.  It hurt me too, although I didn't know what to hide.

I looked at my note.

Daily Chores: Be mean to Claire
Avoid your friends
Resist your parents and teachers
(From Monday)

I was a little worried about it.  I would cause so much stress at school and so much trouble at home.  Everyone would want an explanation from me.  How should I do that without attracting attention?

A moment later we all went out.  Everyone was speechless.  I stayed with the others and watched Tim walk with his Bella, holding hands.  He seemed to love our torment.
>>Wow.<<, Dan just said.
>>Yeah, wow.  I thought Tim and I were friends.<< Leo hissed.

>>Allie? What's your secret?<< asked Rikki.
>>Rikki!<< Claire whispered in horror.
Allie rolled her eyes: >>This is none of your business!<<

It was too much drama for me.  I wanted to keep out of there as much as I could.  I couldn't believe that I was the first to know from my friends what the identity crisis at our school was all about.  How should I keep this a secret?