A few days later, Tony arrived at the church where he could give the prayers when he had a mental breakdown from the past it seemed that he hadn't had it for quite a while. He just stopped inside the building he was walking way down closer when he finally saw August standing there praying she was sitting on the chair whenever he looked at her a little further he's gonna walk there to confront her.

Tony: August.

August: *sees Tony* Tony?

Tony: I heard the manager you just got fired.

August: I was. I was totally for being a different person as usual. I don't think I'm ready for it.

Tony: But you're not different. That's why your family is gonna make you feel so well after you go prayer at church. Making things good work but that's some good shit.

August: Shhh!!! You better watch your mouth because Jesus can hear you, right?

Tony: *hearing*

August: I can't even deny it what I'm gonna say it. I wasn't wrong when I was going to give up my life. That's why I'm gonna make it right before the next level.

Tony: *hearing*

August: I wouldn't make the pain go away either if I still standing up by myself, you should do too around that time. By around that time, you were supposed to check yourself to see how you feeling about the same person.

Tony: I tried that's why I'm right here, August.

August: *hearing*

Later that night, Arthur was doing the other homework assignment in the library when he got the message from Jo that she wanted him to come to her room whenever she had to tell him about something. He collects his stuff putting in the bag before he leaves the library where he's on the way to Jo's room in the dorm apartment. He entered the building when he was walking to her door and knocked on it.

Jo: It's open.

Arthur: *comes to her room and she sees her breathing heavily when he sits next to her on the bed* What's going on? Did you have a nightmare?

Jo: Yes, I already drink water. I need to cool myself down. My brain is so completely different.

Arthur: Why is that?

Jo: Arthur, I think I'm about to fail this class.

Arthur: What class?

Jo: Math applications.

Arthur: *sighs* Shit...

Jo: I don't know what the fuck am I supposed to do with this like...I've been doing online and everything.

Arthur: Did you go to the tu-

Jo: Arthur, fuck the tutoring! OK?

Arthur: *hearing*

Jo: They don't mean nothing. I don't like to get screwed with all of these answers either way I forfeit this grade over scored.

Arthur: Well, try harder-more than change when you are going through the assignment. I thought you were gonna live in the mansion for life whether you get to shit together all of your dirty work.

Jo: Arthur, you're right. But it's not just a goddamn dirty work. None of it works, do you know that?

Arthur: *hearing*

Jo: I just want to go back home and be a freak like adulthood.

Arthur: Jo, I've been going through a rough time when I was moving in here for the first day, I was kinda annoyed by myself I am feeling too well for these days.

Jo: It doesn't matter about your life. It's just my imagination. I'm surprised they haven't shown the news of you and Gianna getting arrested after the street race. Someone just made that up for getting arrested you.

Arthur: That thing is very easy for me. I wasn't afraid to go the jail, I went straight.

Jo: Which is why you got out already.

Arthur: Maybe I'll give you my attention.

Jo: About what?

The next day, Arthur and the gang had gathered outside the campus once again when they had to talk about the goals as long as they were chilling outside breeze. Tony got a new contact from August after he spoke to her in church while Claudia heard the discussion when he wasn't paying attention that much, he looked up at her to what she had to say.

Claudia: Listen up, people. I am here to tell you about the goal. This is why every one of you motherfucker needs to build a personal interest when it all comes to the majors you guys just choose. All the difference is when you make good grades in all of your classes. Like, I'm starting first with a major when I'm becoming to.

Arthur: Is she being predicted? *looks at everyone*

Claudia: I was trying to reach out to one of you guys who must be teaching the assignment. Anyone else can help with the homework to fix the grades?

Gianna: Claudia, there's something else that the people will help. You can go ask your classmates or roommates so they can help you out in the same class.

Claudia: But that's interesting. I've been teaching a major in Cultural Design. Cause I like it there. Who wants to go next?

Jo: I do. I've been doing production with Drama.

Claudia: That would be a perfect fit when you keep going and going acting. Day by day, when somebody else calls you back and does another role the way you took it.

Jo: It's not sponsored-a little difference in film school. Don't you get it when you watch binge TV shows or many movies you like to watch?

Claudia: I'll make a deal with you at this point. Who's next?

Carter: I had Biology.

Claudia: *tried to say it back*

Gershon: Computer Science.

Dana: Art & Design.

Tony: Physics.

Carter: OK, that one is tough.

Gianna: Writing.

Arthur: Business Economics.

Jo: That will be a good idea with your major, Arthur.

Arthur: Yeah. Instead, we were in the Influencer Club because we're doing this together like just protecting or helping each other. I ain't guilty, let's start our friendship as we were recruited to make our partners.

Jo: Isn't that the crew works?

Arthur: It will be. Anything kind of help, here's my contact. *pulls out the phone and shows them the number*

All: *adding his phone number*

Later that night, Willard and Samantha chilling inside the bar at the Dark Alley while Samantha is looking out the window when homeless people taking care of themselves a little bit, Willard is playing the pool yet again once she walks over to him.

Samantha: Maybe they should get rid of those people and move to the rescue mission.

Willard: Why, are you charging to take homeless guys out of here?

Samantha: Yes! It's so annoying. It's ticking me off.

Willard: Can you imagine why Daryle sent two of them to jail? It got to be something between those two psychopath siblings.

Samantha: I hope so. *gets the message from Arthur*

Arthur: *text* Collect your things, let's get to work.

Samantha: *looking up at Willard*

Willard: *looks at her*