Peter and his siblings were eating their breakfast on the front porch; it was a nice day for chocolate chip waffles, compliments of Nate. Bailey was headed to her to change; she and Will had some planning to do. Valerie had chosen them to infiltrate Charles' last hideout location. Everyone would be arriving shortly, Peter was glad that CJ was a constituent, it meant others had to watch her including him; it gave him a break.
He smiled for a while until he heard a chime; it was CJ's voice.
"Incoming Message" the robotic voice said: HEY, I NEED A FAVOR...THE COMMITTEE'S HAVIN' A CAR WASH, AND THEY'RE SHORTHANDED...I HAVE TO GET FITTED FOR A BRIDESMAID DRESS, SO I'LL BE KINDA LATE...ANYWAY DO YOU THINK YOU GUYS COULD HELP US OUT? I PROMISE I WON'T HIT YOU. PLEASE? Peter was reluctant, he didn't feel like it, but he couldn't stop his body, from wanting to help her.
[Frickin' tie!] He thought.
"This sucks! I can't relax because she needs my help. Plus you guys, and because we're tied, I can't seem to say no. I hate this! I hate it! Help me out, bro." He pleaded to Nate.
"Love to--but I'm not the one tied to her." Nate said with his mouth full.
"Fine, we'll help Girlie out! But I don't gotta like it." He said proudly
"But you do like it, and her." Nate kept eating.
"Yeah, I do, this really sucks...I hat--love her!" He sank to the floor, Nate dropped his fork.
"Did you just say--?" He was utterly shocked
"Shut, up! Not a word to anyone, Nathaniel." He demanded
"Please! No one would believe that you love any girl--" He expressed
"I love Bailey." He said.
"Not the same thing, and I'm tellin' her you said that." Nate said triumphantly.
"I'll deny it." He panicked
"Good luck, 'cause she's right behind you." Nate went back to his waffles.
"Uh, hey Bailey! You didn't hear any of that stuff about you, right?" He asked, she nodded slowly.
"Since you're in such a good mood, how about a favor for our new constituent." He said, she shook her head slowly.
"Yes. You're apart of her Sanctuary, so you don't have a choice." Nate said on his way towards the sink, Bailey stomped to her room.
"Fine! But I still don't like her!" She shouted with her door closed.
Hours later, CJ's volunteers had arrived, they were on their break. The Annual Committee Car wash was well underway. CJ was in charge of the treasury, someone chose her to count the earnings for the Gala. She noticed Hudson was going around taking photos, for the yearbook. She also noticed her volunteers; they refused to wear the jumpsuits unless they came in another color.
The S3s were supervising, but they weren't in Committee jumpsuits. Tense decided to pass the time.
"So what's your ideal man, Lisa?" She asked, Elise started choking on her juice.
"W-What do you mean by that?" She asked
"She means what you look for in a guy." Anne clarified through gritted teeth
"Oh! Well, he'd have to be sweet and caring, intelligent and brave." She explained.
"Uh, huh! What about...intimately?" Tense pressed
"Cuddles and hugs are nice, someone to spend the night with." She replied
"Uh, no I mean.... Sexually." She explained
"Um, sex isn't love unless two people share the same feelings. So I'll wait for it." She said calmly.
"And...what about Kyle?" Tense pressed
"K-Kyle?! We're-- not together--not that I don't want--we're not together." She said and guzzled more juice.
"Hmm...what about you, Bailes?" She asked
"What about me, Tense?"
Bailey blushed. "What? That's crazy.... Will and are just fr--associates." She looked over at Anne.
Everyone else did the same; they noticed that she was scratching the hood of someone's car. Her eyes stayed forward, she was watching Liam talk to Cheerleaders. One in particular, who subtly kept touching his forearm. She was blonde with blue eyes, and wore her hair in low pigtails; she would become Anne's nemesis for such an action.
She knew her boyfriend, but his smiling at other women was sometimes too genuine. She watched as they complimented his appearance, hard work, and muscles; it was getting on her nerves.
"Uh, Annie you okay?" Elise asked
"If she touches his arm again, I'll slice her pigtails." She said through gritted teeth, she was still scratching the hood.
Everyone was getting concerned; it wasn't like Anne to ever ignore Elise. Anne watched each cheerleader, and Liam's reaction; her hand busted through the trunk.
"That blonde--Ooh! The nerve! She touched his chest, that slut!" She pressed into the hood harder. She didn't even notice her hand had gone through the metal.
"Annie, your hand!" Bailey said, all looked down, and saw that her hand was covered in dark blood.
She looked at everybody and ran, her injured hand was held by the other. The boys ran over to them, they're expressions weren't happy.
"What happened?" Nate asked
"Some Cheerleadin' Bruja! All over my Goth chica's man!" Tense answered
"Yo! That's not cool!" Devin said, CJ ran over to them.
"What the H-U happened here?" She asked, everyone pointed to the Cheerleaders.
"Hey! I had nothin' to do with this. I was busy flirting with my photographer." Romy said
"Yeah, we saw that." Peter and CJ said in unison, and looked at each other strangely.
Anne had rinsed off her hand, it was wrapped in some napkins; pressure applied. She was sitting on the sink in the Ladies Washroom; the appliances were white marble and chrome. Wearing a leather corset with a matching tutu made it easy for her to stick out. She looked at herself; black mascara was streaming down her cheeks.
The Imager let her see herself for who she was, a Radikal. "Stupid slut cheerleader! 'Oh Liam you're so handy! Oh Liam, you're so smart and intelligent! Oh Liam your muscles are so big--" She shrieked when she heard his voice.
"They don't compare to Nate's, luv." Liam was watching her be dramatic.
"H-how long were you standin' there?" She asked
"Long enough to know you're quite the actress--how's your hand?" He said
"It'll be fine-- how's the car?" She kept her bravado.
"I agreed to pay for it...since this is my fault." He stated
"You're right.... it is! But it's my blood, so I'll pay for it." She boasted.
"If you insist." He offered.
"Stop that! Stop being so nice. Be a jerk to me...it would be easier." She pleaded.
"What?" He wondered.
"Hating you--it's easier if you're a jerk." She said
"Is that what you want?" He pressed
"It's not about what I--" She was silenced by his passionate embrace.
"It's you, luv! It's always been you. Those girls are nice, but their not you. You're what I want, and what I need. If I had a choice, I'd choose the Goth every time. I don't want anyone else! It's you, my lovely darling--my dark GODDESS of a woman. You challenge me to be better, you're who I want to wake up next to--I love your hair, eyes, nose, lips, style, and your bloody personality. I'm sorry if that's too nice for you, but the thing is My Dear Dark Goddess, I love your everything, i-including you." He said, Anne was speechless; he'd never used the word love before.
"Say something!" He pressed
"W-well I just wanted a simple apology, only good guys give speeches." She stated
"Huh! I'll meet you out there, then." He said, and started walking; she stopped him with a touch.
"I'm sorry, too, I'm not the jealous type. But seeing you with them, it looks natural. Compared to them, I stick out like a KNIFE in a pool." She said, he grabbed her and kissed her head.
"You excite me....everyday, luv." He said, and headed out the door.
[Wow he REALLY digs me...I gotta do something to pay him back.] She thought.
Minutes later, Anne had emerged from inside; she was confident in her next move.
"Hey, Annie you okay?"
Peter asked, he slowly approached her. She smiled at him and headed towards Liam. She jumped and wrapped her legs around him.
"I love you, too Ve-loc." She said, and they kissed. They smiled and laughed with each other, their friends cheered and whistled. All went silent when they heard a rumbling sound.
Krystal looked around; the ground was beginning to cave in.
DANGER IS AT HAND. YOU MUST SEEK SAFETY, YOUNG ONE.
"Everyone, get inside!" Nate yelled, screams and shouts began to ensue. They all did what they were told, Nate and the others stayed where they are.
Tense grabbed CJ as she was passing. "Get everybody to the gym, now!" she instructed, CJ nodded and went inside with the others.
Panic began to rise as the TAPS ceilings started to cave in; Krystal could see Lyndie freaking out.
"You must protect those unaware." Reuben said, she nodded and ran for her, with a tackle Lyndie was safe, Krystal wasn't.
She and Margo stayed by her side, and tried to free her. CJ was up ahead when she heard Margo calling for help.
"Make sure everybody gets to the gym!" She told Zane, and ran back for them.
"Its Cicely. Her leg's stuck, we can't move her!" they pleaded; they panicked when debris began to fall overhead.
Margo screamed in pain as a steam pipe busted onto her back.
"We need somethin' to pry wit--hand me that crowbar, Lyndie!" CJ ordered, as soon as she took it, a spark had fried her and tossed CJ across the floor.
"Oh, no.... CJ!" Krystal screamed. It was like an echo in Peter's heart, he winced in agony.
He was needed there, but he found a replacement.
"Nate, help CJ!" he yelled, Nate nodded and ran inside.