While going about their daily young adult lives in the small town of Providence, twenty-three year old, Catty Beckett, along with the Beckett Crew, are boarding school students at Providence Academy.
Grayson Baxter, known as Bad Boy Grayson, is dete...
The next morning, Mrs. Tiffany Jones, Sasha's mother, is on the news channel.
Tiffany Jones (TV News Channel) Good morning, town residents. Dennis Turner, former professor at the Providence Boarding School Academy, was apprehended yesterday for the murders of Joaquin Smith, Mandy Griffith and Arnold Marks. Dennis Turner will be held accountable for the three murders with no release. This has been Tiffany Jones with your morning news.
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PROVIDENCE ACADEMY
The next day, I slowly walks down the hallway and the academy students applauds me for bringing down former professor Dennis Turner.
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I small smile to myself as I slowly walks by the applauding academy students.
Catty (VO) I feel good about myself, helping my Mom solve her case. And now, that the case is closed, there's some pieces left to pick up.
After the applauding had ceased, I open my locker and puts my backpack inside.
Sebastian walks up next to me and gently leans sideways on a locker. "You feel special about yourself, huh?"
"I helped my Mom take down a murder culprit, so, yeah, I guess I am feeling a little special about myself." I said to him.
Sebastian small smiles at Me. "Just don't let the special agent stuff get to your head."
"It won't." I said.
"How about a date at Rochelle's after class?" Sebastian asked.
"Leigh Ann, Sasha and I have work shifts at Rochelle's, but afterwards, yeah." I said to him.
"Alright then, I'll see you later, Carrey." Sebastian said, pecks a kiss on my forehead and walks away.
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In the arts&crafts room, I'm painting on a canvas of a vase of sunflowers.
I glance at Grayson. "Thanks, I figured this academy needs some painting because the display wall is plain."
"Yeah, it is." Grayson said, slowly walks over to a stool and sits down. "I'm having a party at my house this evening."
"I'll be there." I said to him. "How's your Dad, Holland?"
"My Dad's fine. He owns a dive bar here." Grayson said. "And he does cool tattoos."
"Tattoos?" I said with a glance.
"Yeah." Grayson said, taking off his blazer jacket and gently pulls up his right sleeve, showing me his bird tattoo on his right upper shoulder. "Pretty cool, huh?"
