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۫ ּ ִ ۫ ˑ ֗ 𓏲˖ 𑁍 ࣪ ִ ۫ ּ ִ ۫ ˑ ֗
࣪𓏲ּ ֶָ  ✩◿@𝓮𝓬𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓼𝔂◸ 🂱 ࣪𓏲ּ ֶָ
CHAPTER FIVE—
the silent, rich customer.

۫ ּ   ִ ۫   ˑ ֗ 𓏲˖ 𑁍 ࣪ ִ ۫ ּ   ִ ۫   ˑ ֗  ࣪𓏲ּ ֶָ  ✩◿@𝓮𝓬𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓼𝔂◸ 🂱 ࣪𓏲ּ ֶָCHAPTER FIVE—the silent, rich customer

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"Finally." Xavier huffed as Lasy finally showed up to the race. "Not like you're fifteen minutes late."

"Sorry." she grasped Ajax's hand as he helped her into the canoe. "Busy."

"Oh, you were busy? Doing what?" he passed her a row as she ignored him. "I am waiting."

Lasy just shrugged her shoulders, rubbing her lipstick so it would smear a little more with the joker makeup they all had. Xavier rose his eyebrows. "A shrug? That's all I get?"

She shrugged again as he sighed. "Fine, don't tell me."

Lasy was glad he let it go as he turned around again, her eyes looked over toward the Black Cats next to them. Enid smiled at Ajax, who looked away and avoided her gaze. Wednesday looked over too as Lasy gave her a hesitant wave, getting a questionable look in return but nodding her head as a hello.

"I want to welcome you all to the Edgar Allan Poe Cup." Principal Weems got over the mic to welcome each team and all the respectable watchers. "This is one of Nevermore's proudest annual traditions, dating back 125 years. Each team must row across to Raven Island, pull a flag from Crackstone's Crypt, and hustle back without sinking or being sunk. First team to cross the finish line with their flag wins the cup and bragging rights for a year, as well as some special privileges."

"No pressure or anything, Las. But, you know your ancestors have won every year dating back to the very first race." Ajax leaned forward to tell her. Lasy looked back with a scared look as his eyebrows shot up. "I said no pressure."

"Not helping." she shook her head in fear, clutching her row.

"It'll be okay. Just stick to our plan." Xavier spoke over his shoulder when he overheard the two.

"Let the Poe Cup begin!" Principal Weems announced, firing her gun high in the air. They all took off, rowing quickly and as much on sync as they could.

"Oh, excuse us." Xavier mocked the black cats as they passed them. "Lasy!"

"Yeah?" she called.

"You skipped your breakfast because Principle Weems wasn't in her office, right?" he yelled at her over his shoulder as they neared the banks.

"Yeah!" she yelled back.

They hit the shore as he stood up and pulled her and Ajax to her feet. "Good, go take out someone for me while we go the flag."

"You want me to eat someone?" she yelled at him.

"Just enough to get us in the lead!" he yelled back. Lasy hesitated but ran into the woods to follow the foot steps, having a strong enough smell on someone's blood to track them down.

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