-Kat POV-
Gym. Who invented this crappy idea anyway? Slurn and I sat on the bleachers waiting extremely bored. -.-
I checked my watch. Ugh. 30 more minutes of torture.
"Can you come over today?" Slurn asked, looking up from her book.
"Yeah sure. I went to morning swim practice."
"Yay!"
"Ladies! You're turn!" Coach Froster yelled to us.
The announcements suddenly came on, and we stopped in our tracks.
"Good afternoon everyone. School will be getting out early today due to some mishaps. Carter Gama please report to the counseling suite immediately. The rest of you, have a nice day," Principal James called on the announcements.
Students looked at each other in awe. Slurn looked at me and smirked.
"What's that for?!" I asked her.
"C-a-r-t-e-r is going to the office! ha ha ha ha ha!"she teased in a sing song voice.
"SHHHH!" Curiosity sparked somewhere within me.
"Go to the locker room and get changed as fast as you can. Tell Scarlet we'll be late," I said, very heroically.
"Well gee super-sassy pants. What mission do you have for us today?" Slurn asked, annoyed.
"Who DOESNT want to know what's going on with Carter?!" I smirked.
"Um...ME! And probably everyone else because your the only one with a MAJOR crush on him. My sophomore sister's gonna kick my ass if we don't get to her car ASAP."
"That's great. Done yet? Ok good now let's go!" We rushed off to the locker room, quickly changed and started creeping down the hallway toward the counseling suite.
"I'll go first," Slurn said, as we crept toward the door.
She peeped in through the slivered crack in the door.
"What? What do you see?" I whisper-yelled.
"He's...crying?" Her mouth crept into a smile, "and muttering your name over and over again 'she doesn't love me! Boo hoo!'" She tried to imitate what he would look like. I rolled my eyes.
"This is no time for the teasing. Now scoot."
I peered into the room. Carter WAS crying.
"Aw. Poor guy. Anyway we should head out before-" I was cut off by Slurn's gasp.
There stood Mr. Gama. Carter's dad and the orchestra teacher.
"Girls, may I ask what you are doing here?" He glared down at us.
"Um...uh... Sloan wanted to see if there was another session... Open for her to talk to Ms. Redds," phew. Smooth Kat. I mentally patted myself on the back for a great lie.
"Hmm. Well hurry up if you want to leave because the schools closing pretty soon," he said. I turned to leave but Slurn stayed behind.
"Um. I'm sorry Mr. Gama but, is Carter alright? I mean, Kat knows him pretty well," she said casually.
I wanted to slap her.
I gave her the "SHUT THE...HELL UP!" Look but she didn't care.
"He...um...he's just having a ruff time. That's all you girls need to know. Now go head out to the busses."
We turned and left. Once we were out of the building I turned to Slurn.
"What the hell is wrong with you?! We were almost busted!"
"Calm down. I knew you wanted to know what's wrong with Car-ter ooooh!" She replied, proud.
"I didn't REALLY want to know," I said untruthfully.
About a minute of silence went by.
"Ok yeah I did want to know. BUT, you did NOT have to mention that to friggin Mr. Gama!" I confessed.
"Well whatever. But listen. We've never gotten busted. Ever. Period. Zip. And in order for the little 'mission' to work we have to actually accomplish it," she said, swinging her very very very dark BROWN (not black) hair back from her shoulder.
"Ugh fine. Mission accomplished."I said, rolling my eyes. *honk!* "Slurn! And Kat if your comin with! C'mon! Move it or lose it!" We both jumped and looked over. Scarlet was siting in the parking lot, perched in her light blue convertible (with silver roses stenciled onto the hood) I smiled at Slurn. "Shall we?" She held out her arm. "Gladly" I linked arms and we skipped to the parking lot~~~
AN: BOOM! First chappie. This is Kat and I wrote this awesome chapter. Yeah! Ok hope you like it pls vote and comment!
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