No Jimmy Protested -- The Sequel -- Jimmy's still protesting

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Niki's POV-

it was around 3 when we left the cafe. Kota finally gave us back our phones and I realized I had 17 texts and 4 missed calls. I groan and looked through them. It's all from some of the other members of Kota and I's group of friends.

From- Lia

I miss you.

From- Mia (Lia's twin)

Heard you back in town.

From- Jaun-Carlos

Call me when you get this.

From- Nikoli

COME VISIT ME HOE!

From- Bob

Niki Loo! I misses You!!!

From- Alora

Call me IMMEDIATELY!

From- Nikolas

I MISS YOU HOE!

From- Jake

I GOT A JOB AT STATE FARM! NOW TEXT OR CALL ME YOU BITCH. Jk Loves Youuu!

The calls and texts were all variations of this. I pick up my phone and call Jake first. He was my best friend besides Kota in school.

"THAT'S A GOOD BITCH!" he shouted into the phone.

"Really Jake? You had to scream?" I ask.

"YES!" he shouted. I heard someone mumble in the background.

"Who is with you?" I asked.

"Nikoli, The Twins, and Bob."

"PUT IT ON SPEAKER!" I shout. Everyone else in the car with me gives me a weird look. I mouth Jake.

"HI NIKI!" they shouted.

"HEYLO PEOPLE!" I replied.

"Can you do us a favor?" they ask.

"Oh gosh... Depends... We all know what happened last time I did you guys a favor!" I groan.

"We didn't tell you to kill the guy!" Bob shouted.

Everyone in the car with me heard that and turned to me with wide eyes except for Dakota whom is silently laughing her ass off. I put the phone on speaker.

"Please, I did him a favor. He was gonna die soon anyway. And I didn't get charged with anything... To tell the truth I got praised for it... Hmmm I also have a key to the city and the jail and the court and ummm... Everything else in our city" I laugh.

"Well this time you wont have to worry about killing anyone." they say.

"Then what I got to do?" I ask.

"First, I'm doing a photography class and you need to be my model, secondly I need you to come sub at the high school." says Lia.

"I GRADUATED LAST YEAR!" I groan.

"Shush... You are qualified to teach music and dancing at our old performing arts school we were at. We are all taking classes there for the upcoming week. All the old gang and hopefully Kota... I know you are in the car" says Mia.

"She is but she can't really talk at the moment. What can she teach?" I ask.

"Writing" laughs Bob. Kota nods excitedly.

"She'll do it. So I have dancing, music, anything else?" I ask.

"Uhhh... Social Studies" chuckles Nikoli.