refuse to sink ➛ a.c.

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

(a/n ok guys i know the crew hasn't been in the chapters as much in the last few chapters but trust me next chapter they are goin gcamping and there is going to be a lot of them then)

“Olivia come on!” Leslie yelled. They were already like a block ahead of me. In her neighborhood, they only had one bus stop, so we had to walk like 20 blocks to get to her house.

“I’m too tired!” I yelled back.

“My house is right here!” Leslie yelled and pointed to a huge house in front of her. My mouth gaped open. Was the only one here who wasn’t rich?

I ran a little and finally reached her house. I was gasping for breath.

“I feel so poor compared to you guys!” I shouted pointing her house.

“Well we can only afford it because my relatives help us with money. We are actually pretty poor, but they gave us a lot of money and we didn’t want to waste it,” Leslie explained.

“Ok, guys, come on,” Georgia said and ran inside the house like it was her second home. I take it that she comes here a lot.

We followed her inside. It wasn’t as big as Georgia’s but compared to mine, it was huge. On the side was a set of twirly stairs and the floor was shiny marble.

They led up the stairs and into her room. Huge was the first word the came to my mind. The pretty red walls went up high, like 20 feet high. And against the wall was a huge pink canopy bed. To the right was… A SWIRLY SLIDE! And to the left was a wall filled with paintings. I walked over to them in awe.

“Did you paint these?!” I asked.

“Yeah, art is kind of my thing,” she smiled and sat down on her bed.

“You’re really good,” I said.

“Thanks,” she laughed.

“Ok guys let’s start the meeting,” Georgia said, eager to get moving. She had a whiteboard set up and everything.

She had a pointer stick, one of those things the teacher uses, and there was a lot of stuff written on the whiteboard.

They probably had everything already planned out. I sat next to Leslie on her bed.

“Ok guys, as you see I kind of already had everything planned out. It’s just you guys seemed so eager to get her back so I came up with a plan,” Georgia explained. I smiled. I can’t believe she would do that for us.

“Ok, so there are three strikes and then she’s out. First strike,” she said and put the pointer stick on the first thing written on the whiteboard, “We get rid of her Man Candy aka Alex. To make fer feel what it’s like to lose someone really important to her.”

I was amazed by how much confidence she had in her voice.

“Second strike,” she said and pointed to the second thing written on the board, “Her repuatation. That’s all she cares about. It’s going to be hard, but I think we can do it, to make her feel what it feels like to have everyone hate you,” she said and looked at Leslie.

“And last but not least we get rid of her loyal followers by telling them everything she has done to us, and then she’s out.”

Leslie and I looked at each other. Georgia had always been the dumb one, but now…

“That’s perfect!” we yelled in unison.

“Not so perfect, we still need to figure out how to get her out,” Georgia said.