Chapter 3

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Flashback

Elliot and Orlando jump out at me and throw eggs at me, then to my suprise Jason yells at them to stop. When they do, he gives me a gentle punch on the shoulder. 'I'll be there for you. Always.' I'm speechless, and I am left staring while they run off into the distance.

Present Time

I watch as Yils charms one of the Nightingales away from the 'flock'. It's easy for Yils, all she needs to do is, well, be Yils. 'Hey there! I wanna take you out for coffee sometime? Do you wanna come with?' The girl, Heatherelle,nods excitedly. Then Yils takes out the last line 'Wanna come now?' She says. Heatherelle shrugs with a smile 'Well I don't have anything on now so-' Then Yils grabs her by the arm and drags her into the car, where we drive to the HQ.

'Is this a coffee shop? It doesn't look like one.' Heatherelle says cautiously. Then, after all the chatter in the car, and my ears are feeling like bleeding from her voice, I yell at her. 'Do you not f***ing get it?! We are never going to get to the coffee shop!! G*d! Can you be STUPIDER?!'

To my suprise, Heatherelle smiles and raises her eyebrows mockingly,'Pah! You couldn't beat me up with an army never mind these babies. I bet you couldn't beat me up if you tried.' Antoinette watches me carefully, seeing that I'm getting flustered, steps in,'Yeah, well, I bet you couldn't beat one of us in an arm wrestle. Go on, try.' Heatherelle grins.'It's on.' She says. I nod at Katrina, who is by far the strongest out of us all and she knows it. She steps forward and cracks her knuckles. Heatherelle smirks, and places her elbow on the table. They grab each others hands and the fight is on. Heatherelle is suprisingly strong, for such a weak-looking character, but Katrina isn't bothered. She just pushes, her strong muscles rippling her skin. Katrina looks at Heatherelle and sees that Heatherelle's face is slowly turning red, but all of her make-up is covering it, so she can't turn red very well. Then, with a sudden burst of energy, Heatherelle pushes Katrina's hand really hard and it is halfway down and Katrina is now the one straining to get back up again. But, Katrina has a tactic for Arm Wrestling. She squeezes Heatherelle's hand and pushes it down onto the table, and the fight is over. Katrina has won. With that win though, Heatherelle is upset and angry. She tries to strike and this is where we come in. When our opponent is feeling an intense mood, and wants to strike out, like Heatherelle, we hit them. Really hard.

I whack Heatherelle on the side of her head and when she is instantly knocked out, I stand on her and make sure she has bruises everywhere. Just for the decoration. Kaia drags her out and Adira drives her home, ready to face Heatherelle's mother with the Story. (The Story is that the girl has been clubbing/shopping and a guy beat her up then left her, then we found her and took her home. Most mothers generally believe it!)

We find our stash of Krispy Kreme donuts and sit at the table, scoffing and laughing at the girls who we beat up. It's fun, but after a while, I don't feel like chatting, I just want to be in bed. 'Girls, I'm sorry, but it's time for us to go, after all, our curfew is only till 12:01 and it is now 11:56. We really must be going if we don't want to get grounded.' The girls agree and pack up and leave the HQ. I lock the door behind us and check all the windows. Nothing is left open. I shut the gates after everyone has gone then leave in my car to go home.

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