{ 𝙿𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 }

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"I ʟɪᴋᴇ sʜɪɴʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢs, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀ ʀɪɴɢs. Uʜ-ʜᴜʜ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʀɪɢʜᴛ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ. Aɴᴅ ɪ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛs, ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪs. Uʜ-ʜᴜʜ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʀɪɢʜᴛ, ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ."
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The next morning, Belle was woken up very early by Tatum.

"Get up!" She'd whisper-yelled, "We need to figure out what you're going to wear!'

Belle groaned and sent a hand flying towards Tatum's face. "Ow!" Tatum exclaimed.

"Just find something, let me sleep." Belle said, rolling over, putting her back to Tatum. Tatum groaned loudly, but didn't bother Belle again for several more hours when she woke her and Sidney up to get ready for school.

Sidney and Belle had realized the same thing in the morning, they didn't have toothbrushes. Belle's was in her car and Sidney's was at her house.

Consequently, Mrs. Riley had gone to the store at 6:45 am to buy the girls toothbrushes. They'd thanked her a million times before they finished getting ready.

Unfortunately for Belle, she dressed very differently from Tatum Riley.

Tatum had picked out a white sweater and a black skirt for Belle to wear ("You'll look super hot in it!" Tatum had proclaimed upon hearing Belle's dismay) along with the white sneakers Belle had worn yesterday.

Belle thought she looked nothing like herself, but Tatum was eating it up. She loved the way Belle looked in the outfit and actually offered to give it to her.

"Tatum, I will literally never wear this again." Belle assured her, taking a bite out of an omelet Mrs. Riley had made her.

"But it looks so good on you! Dewey tell her she looks hot!" Tatum yelled.

"I'm not telling Belle she looks hot," Dewey scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"It's only weird if you make it weird," Tatum jeered.

"I'll save us both from this, Dewey," Belle said, "This is me, making it weird,"

Tatum rolled her eyes but returned to her breakfast never the less.

Dewey looked at the three girls seriously, "Billy was released, his cellular bill was clean,"

Sidney stopped eating and Belle dropped her fork.

"Somebody called us, Dewey, we're not making that up." Sidney said.

"And no one's accusing the two of you of lying," Dewey assured her, "But Billy didn't call you. We're cross-referencing every call made to the two of you and Casey Becker. If any numbers match, we'll look in to it."

Belle had lost her appetite. She suddenly didn't want to go to school at all. She had to though. After they'd finished eating their breakfasts, Dewey drove the three girls to WHS.

Belle had practically bolted from the car, she wanted to forget all about any of this. That was hard to do when there were reporters everywhere and there was an aching in her leg.

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