Power Trip

Camera Shy

***Ray***

I woke up the next morning seeing Pey still asleep. Instead of waiting for her to get up, I decided to get dressed, wash my face, get somethin to eat, and brush my teeth. 

After I did all my getting ready, I quietly left the room being sure not to wake up Peyton. When I made it to the bottom of our staircase, I realized I was the first one up. So, I poured some Cinnamon Toast Crunch, and for once, i just sat there and really just thought. Not about anything in particular. Just about life and how tough it's gonna be to overcome this. Not just physically, but mentally. It was so hard after the last season of the show, and this one may be even tougher to get over since we thought he was locked up, and the dumb ass police let him go. 

*Flashback*

Welp, it's the last day of school, we are at lunch, and we STILL haven't decided who is going back to the show, who will stay behind, and who will take their places. We've basically been debating about this since we got back from spring break. No one wants to go back, but remember that we go to a performing arts high school, so if we went back, our careers would boom! Yeah, they decided to put the show on national television since it got so much press with all the drama! Also, we will have a new producer, they wont tell us who it is, but it's supposed to be someone who can help us get a huge head start with all of our talents. The show is actually supposed to be a lot different since Justin's not here. I just hope, that if I go back, we dont get a psycho path again. Peyton, Kyndal, and Bre are still pretty shakin up about it.

*End of flash back*

The fact that I thought our careers would boom. It's funny cause now they are doing the opposite. Our fans think WE just cancelled the show, so we got lots of haters. As for music producers.... they think we are just foolin, but they are tired of our shit. Our lives are literally falling apart.

I finally finished eating and I decided to get a head start on looking for these cameras while everyone was still sleeping. Now, let's see, where would this nigga hide his cameras? I know for a fact there has to be one in each of the bed rooms cuz he gotta know when we up... damn. Guess he knows I'm up. *looks around* Welp.... maybe he don't want me dead, yet at least. Okay. oh Kenya said showers! But nah, too lazy to go up all them steps. Let's see.... Normally when people have cameras they are elevated so they can see everything.... *looks up and squints* oh shit! I think I found one! *walks to the doorway and reaches above it* What now Jacob!? *steps on camera making sure it's crushed* That shit was small af tho, like the size of a pea if that. So... now Ik they small, that means they gon be a lot harder to find, and it also means there r probably tons since small cameras cant capture everything. UGH. 

So I continued looking for about 30 more mins and in all that time I only found four more. There was one IN the fire place, above the stove, on the table in the living room, and in a pillow. This nigga means business! Now I already know some of yall are thinking "OMG Ray so stupid! He probably breakin the cameras from the show not from Jacob! Blah blah blah." First off, I'm too smart for that shit. The ones from the show are all gone. They were big enough that you KNEW there were cameras in the room. These are not from that show. The show also wouldn't have a camera in a pillow. Yeah, I know my stuff so back on up.

Well... I guess I might as well take a little break from downstairs, so I'll go look in the showers. Now if Jacob actually put them in these showers, that's just gon be nasty af, and I'm gonna be pissed. Watching us shower is gross, that would be a real low for even Jacob. We know he a killer, but if he a hard core pervert too.... damn. Just damn. 

I got to the showers and looked in for the familiar pea shaped camera, no sign. But there had to be SOMETHING in here or else we could easily just jump out the window and get up on out of here....

And then I saw it. 

On the shower rod that held up the curtain, there were cameras all over. Damn. As I began takiing them down, I started to count just to see how many there were. And there were TEN. Okay, time for these bitches to go! I stomped on everyone of the small cameras shattering them to pieces, so now that's 15 down. Okay where to next... oh! There's gotta be some in the hang out room! 

I went in there and found a few more when I was interuppted by the loudest noise i've ever heard, followed by the worst pain I have ever felt. 

All I know was that the sound was a gun shot.