Mrs. Bravura invited me into their home to take a shower. It was very awkward. She took out some towels and some new clothes. "What size are you Deon?"

"I'm medium..." I shrug awkwardly.

"What about your pants?" She asked with a smile.

"32..." I say looking towards Sarah who was already entering her bedroom upstairs.

"Hmm, alright." Mrs. Bravura checked the tags of the pants and shirt she was lending me. "Here, just your size."

"Thank you..." I take the clothes and felt shook, the shirt was very soft. The fabric felt luxurious to the touch, meanwhile the jeans looked well crafted, and the color was very dark. They smelled new as well.

She grinned at me. "Feel free to keep those as a gift, It's a small thank you for being such a tolerant friend of my daughter. I know she can be too much to handle sometimes."

I nodded awkwardly. The word she used, ‘tolerant friend’ sounded so weird. "Right..." I replied softly.

"By the way how's Col. Smith's daughter, Vivian?" She seemed genuinely curious. "I haven't seen her hanging out with Sarah and the girls during sleepovers."

"Oh... She's been pretty serious about her studies. I mean... It's our senior year."

"Right, right, she always seemed like the studious type. I hope they're getting along well. Their fathers seem to be great friends. Oh! I think your father will be going to my husband's birthday party next week. The three of you should hang out!"

I nodded in agreement. It's very awkward but I have to play along with her. I quickly turn away and cover my nose to sneeze. The Bravura mansion is fully air conditioned. Not good for my cold, wet body.

"OH! I'm sorry for keeping you, go ahead and take a bath, Deon!"

It's nonstop nodding when it comes to talking to a classmate's parent. I gave her a last nod before making my way to their bathroom. I can never get over how massive their bathroom is. I think you could probably fit 10 people in here comfortably. They even have a jacuzzi. It must be nice to be this rich. The Bravuras have always been a wealthy family of lawyers and politicians. Mayor Bravura's father was the President once, and Sarah's uncle is currently a senator. I wouldn't be shocked if Sarah follows in their family's footsteps, especially when she's already the queen of high school.

Their shower was a rainfall type of shower. It was warm on my back and felt very soothing. I was enjoying it so much that I was singing and dancing happily as I cleansed my body from the scent of today's fiasco. My singing voice isn't as great as Jason's, but I was part of the choir growing up, only leaving at the end of 3rd year high school so I could focus on getting back the top spot. It's easy to say my voice is fairly decent.

As soon as I finished my shower, I felt like a million bucks. I take the towel that Mrs. Bravura gave me and briefs fell out as I unfolded the towel. This surprised me. She even thought of giving me underwear. It was wrapped in plastic from an expensive brand of boxers. Being a guest at this household definitely made me feel like a king for a day.

After getting changed, I went to the living room where Sarah and her mother were chatting happily.

Sarah looked at me with an eyebrow raised. "You seem to enjoy the shower here. You even had a mini concert there as well." She teased playfully.

My ears turn pink. "No--I mean yeah. Your shower's great. I couldn't help myself." I sigh, looking out. "Thank you for having me, but I have to go home... My mom might be looking for me."

"I'll let the driver take you home, Deon." Sarah's mother offered with a kind smile. Our houses weren't that far apart.

"It's okay, ma'am. I can walk." I smile timidly.

She put her hands on her waist. "I insist, Deon. Sarah, go accompany him to the car."

A sigh of defeat escapes my mouth. Sarah gets up and walks with me to their family car.

"Your mother's great." I say softly after getting in the backseat with Sarah.

"She is." She says while looking out the window.

"Now that I think of it... It doesn't make sense to me that the shit happening to you is happening at all. Your family is basically one of the most influential families in this country."

She turns to me. "I can't make sense of it as well. I'll get to the bottom of this bullshit."

"Yeah. You better."

We sit in silence for the next five minutes. When we arrive at my place, I exit her car quietly and wave towards her. Staying in place and watching their car leave, I reflected on the events of today. My parents weren't home, which was the perfect opportunity for me to call Jason and Keith about this situation. After getting dinner from the table, I climb up the stairs and enter my bedroom. I turn on my computer and open my phone. Jason and Keith were already chatting amongst each other.

I join in the conversation and we chat about today's groups. Then Jason opens up the conversation regarding Sarah. "Hey, when will you tell us the full details of what happened between you and Sarah?"

"Right now." I replied.

"Let's call, just in case someone hacks into our chat they won't have a record of our conversation." Keith suggested. He's been watching too many spy films.

"Alright," We start a call.

"I'll be taking notes." Jason announces. "What do you know so far?"

"Alright, I'll say the timeline from the start of what I know, and then I'll talk about the information Sarah shared with me."

I talk about my own experiences with Sarah's enemy and then talk about Sarah's own personal experience with the petty criminal. We piece together a list of students who have beef with Sarah, and then those who are athletic enough to really pull the stunt from this afternoon.

"Let's perform a stake out." Keith suggested with a very serious tone.

"What?" I reply in shock.

"You stay close to Sarah while Jason and I watch you two from afar." He says with the most enthusiastic tone.

I didn't like the effort we'd have to put into this. "What are we Sarah Bravura Protection Ops?"

They laughed, liking the idea a lot. "S.B.P.O., or S.P.O. Sounds cool." Jason said with a playful tone.

"Okay, but we can't brag about this. Okay, Keith?" I say strictly.

"Hahaha! Don’t worry, bro. We got this." Keith was ecstatic.

And so with that, the Sarah Bravura Protection Ops was formed. I was not that enthusiastic about it like Jason and Keith, but I understand their intentions. In a way, I'm happy that we'll be watching over Sarah for the most part. Hopefully, we can put an end to this bullshit.