Chapter 12

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Yes! Another episode down!
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"Tonight's the night!" Chase said excitedly. "The new frozen yogurt shop is opening! Fifty-two flavors, and four of them are sugar free!" Bree looked at Chase with that 'you're such a dork' look. She ran the straightening iron through my sunshine-yellow hair, hoping to get it to look at least decent. "Oh who are you kidding, you passed out the first time you discovered nail polish." Bree rolled her eyes and straightened another strand of my unruly hair.
"I've never had frozen yogurt before," I smiled. "I'm excited to try it!"
"It's delicious," Bree assured me, smiling.
"I've heard about those yogurt places." Adam said, stepping towards the table where Chase, Bree, and I were sitting. "They get you by charging extra for toppings, so I'm bringing my own." He opened up his olive green jacket to reveal baggies of different yogurt toppings. I chuckled to myself. "You don't even want to know what's in my pants." He slapped his hands against his thighs and then grimaced. "Ooh! Hot butterscotch! Ooh!"
"Sorry, you guys are coming straight home after school." Mr. Davenport walked over to the table holding his self-made tablet. "No flavors, no froyo, no hanging with the bros, peeps, and homies."
"'Bros, peeps, and homies?'" I asked, disgusted. Mr. Davenport nodded. "No, just... no."
"What's got you so grouchy?" Leo asked. "Did they run out of human footstools at the rich guys club?"
"Did you forget your little buddy Marcus found the lab yesterday?" Mr. Davenport looked right at me when he asked that, and I felt my cheeks flush red from more than just the heat radiating off the straightening iron. "He could've discovered our bionic secret."
"Oh! Okay, so it's out fault a million-dollar smart home system didn't stop him." Eddy came up on the screen mounted to the wall of the lab.
"Don't go there, supergirl. I was getting my beauty sleep, something you should do." Bree held up the straightening iron as if she were about to hit the screen, and I stopped her, grabbing her arm. She then went back to taming the last few chunks of my hair.
"Look, it doesn't matter whose fault it was, even though someone was supposed to be watching him." Mr. Davenport pointed at Leo, who shot back.
"Well, someone pulled Leo away, allowing Marcus to roam free."
"Guys, I think you're talking about each other," Adam loudly whispered. We all rolled our eyes and looked at him like he was even more stupid than we already thought he was.
"Bottom line, I am keeping a tight leash on you four. Leo, because I can't always be there, you have to step it up and do a better job watching out for them."
"No problem, Big D. I may have let one goon get too close, but I won't let any more Marcuses slip through the cracks. From now on, you can call me the enforcer."
"Are you serious, Leo?" I sighed as Bree let go of the final strand of hair. "You're still focused on Marcus alone? There are far more dangerous people out there than a teenage boy."
"Skai, the only reason you're defending him is because you like him."
"Shut up! I'm defending him because you're being unfair. You can't just focus on him!"
"Both of you, cut it out." Mr. Davenport ordered. "Skai, Marcus got into the lab, and Leo, Skai's right, we have to be cautious of everyone. Now all of you go upstairs and eat, or you're going to be late to school." Bree placed my yellow hat back on my head and the two of us walked back to the elevator to take us upstairs.
"This is ridiculous. Why is Leo being so strict about all of this?"
"I don't know. Why is Mr. Davenport being so strict about this?"
"I have no idea either, but something tells me I'll never be able to see Marcus again."
"No, you can still see him." She looked at me with a devilish-elated smile. "You'll have to see him in secret. Ooh, this is like Romeo and Juliette! This is going to be so cute! Now you two just need to be boyfriend and girlfriend."
"I just hope we don't have the same ending as them..."  

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