ballerina girl~ J Mariano[1]

chapter thirty seven

"So is everything in the materials clear to everyone?" Rory questioned.

"Pretty much." Chip answered.

"Oh, were we reading these now?" Louise asked.

"Yeah, that's why we've all been kind of quiet for the past ten minutes." Camille told the other blonde.

"I thought it was, like, prayer time or something." Louise shrugged.

"Good grief." Paris rolled her eyes.

"I'm still reading mine." Madeline announced.

"What?" Paris inquired.

"I read slow so I don't miss anything." Madeline explained.

"It's not the Bhagavad Gita, Madeline. It's simple instructions for the business fair." Paris started to go off.

"Someone's not taking to Elba too kindly." Camille muttered.

"What does that mean?" Paris questioned.

"Just that Rory's the leader of this group, Napoleon, and you're not." Louise replied.

"Excuse me, leader? You wanna lead here, you've got anarchy." Paris stared at Rory.

"I'm just enjoying the show." Rory shrugged.

"Hi, I think this is my group." Brad came up to the group.

"Brad, hey." Rory greeted him.

"Oh, you remember me." Brad mumbled.

"Of course I do." Rory smiled.

"Cool." Brad nodded.

"So you're back at Chilton now?" Camille asked.

"Oh, yeah. My psychiatrist convinced my parents that I should face my fears instead of running away from them and my rabbi agreed, so here I am." The boy explained.

"Well, nice to have you back. Take a seat." Rory grinned.

"Paris. Her name is Paris, right?" He inquired.

"Brad, let me catch you up here." Rory started. "There's going to be an intra-school business fair in three weeks. Each group has to come up with a consumer product that's geared toward high school kids."

"Neat." Brad marvelled.

"So we pick our product and we make a prototype of it, then we use our imaginary million dollar budget to mass produce, market, and distribute it, and we'll present all of this at the fair." Rory explained.

"Cool." Brad muttered.

"Hey Brad? Your festive interjections are a real kick in the pants, but we're low on time, so can it." Paris reprimanded the boy.

"That's it. In two days we're going to reconvene and pitch product ideas." Rory informed the group.

"Class dismissed?" Louise asked.

"Whoa whoa whoa, we haven't even discussed business advisors." Paris stopped everyone.

"Right. We're supposed to get a parent who's in business to advise us. Anyone score?" Rory offered to the group.

After everyone saying that their dad's were busy and their mum's didn't work, Paris suggested Lorelai to help the group. Rory didn't think that it was a good idea and Camille agreed.

"A coup d'état, how exciting." Camille rolled her eyes.

"There's no coup d'état. I'll ask her." Rory commented.

"Good." Paris smiled.