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Ch. 9 (Bonus) ι αм уσυя qυєєи

I readied my sword. "Wait! Asher, Clint, and I promise to stick by you...we were just a little shaken up." Ashlie said, trying to defend her friends. I raised my eyebrow. "Is that true?" I asked them. Asher and Clint shook their heads. "Please, Venus. I want the old Venus back. She wouldn't do this. Think about Lucy! She wouldn't want this, Ashton wouldn't want this!" Clint tried reasoning. "Don't you dare mention them," I said in a dangerous tone.

"Please! They wouldn't want this!" He said. I scowled at him. "Don't speak for them. What would you know about what they want!" I shouted. "As your best friend, I don't want this." He said. I was taken aback. "How could I be like this?" I asked myself. Everyone's faces were relieved. "How could I manipulate my friends like this?!" I shouted to myself, slamming my hand to my forehead. Then, my eyes flashed to them. "Oh...I know how...because I'm insane!" I giggled. Clint's face dropped.

"Hahaha! You should've seen your faces! I wouldn't just change like that!" I exclaimed. "So....are you staying or not?" I asked. Ashlie immediately leaped forward and kneeled, while the Clint and Asher shook their heads. "I'm going to spare you since you guys are my friends. You two can leave, while Ashlie, Max, and I stay here." I said. Clint and Asher looked hesitant but nodded, walked past me, then left.

I looked back at Ashlie and Max. "Why don't we enforce our law?" I inquired, walking off.

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I haven't seen Clint or Asher since they left, which is a good thing! They won't ever be coming back. Ashlie has been distancing herself from me, which is weird because I'm her queen and her friend. Max is ruling beside me; he's become king. I feel like I can trust him with my life!

A soft knock sounds throughout my office. "Come in," I said. Max entered. "The Freshies are causing some trouble...I think they need to be taught a lesson....a violent one." He informed. I nodded. "I agree!" I said, jumping on his back.

We spent the last thirty minutes torturing the Freshies until they began to give in to the violent and twisted ways Max and I had set in place. Freshies were messed with now, instead of Malfunctions because they were entered in whatever position they ranked best in. In fact, Malfunctions were praised for being able to withstand the torture Her Majesty put them through.

"My queen." I turned over to Max, to see him smiling lovingly at me. "Yes?" I smiled in return. "The Freshies should be educated by now. Shall we visit the MELs?" He asked. MELs were Meg-Elite-Local people who were once Malfunctions but are now Megs, Elites, or Locals; campers. "Yes," I said.