Ch. 2

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~There have been more attacks happening. Investigators are still trying to figure out what is the cause of these attacks. Remember to be safe out there!~

Becca's POV

"I know Stacy, it was so stupid and now I can't get them, ugh," I complained to Stacy before she talked about the blue purse she has

'Just get rid of it. It's ugly anyway' 

"Also, I need to get some new heels..." setting the phone down I let her continue her rant

'Why am I friends with her anyway? Annabeth wouldn't do this'  

"What about Annabeth?" Stacy asked 

'Crap I said that out loud!' 

"I just said that she doesn't like talking about clothes like you and I do" she continued to talk.

"Hey Stac, I got to do something. I'll talk to you later," I said hanging up on her. I groaned throwing myself on the bed "She is such a pain in the ass. I wonder what Anna is doing?" I decided to call her

"Hello Annabeth the science specialist, what's your question?" she recited the line she always uses 

"Just checking up on my bestie, how are you?" I asked 

"Oh, I'm good. A little busy but good. By the way, what would you say your specialty is?" she asked with shuffling in the background

"Um clothes, I think" I answered unsurely

"Any weapon that you prefer to use?" 

"Knives of any kind" she scribbled something down "Thanks, so what do you want to talk about?" she asked 

"I don't know. Oh, those attacks are happening more frequently now" 

"Yeah, they say it's drugs but I don't think that's it" she explained 

"What do you mean by that?" 

"Some have said drugs, some have said it's something different" she answered 

"Um...ok," I said 

"I got to go, I'll text you later...maybe ok" 

"Oh ok. Bye" she hung up 

'That was weird but then again so is she'.

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