Bold text represents Devon, Regular text represents Charlize

October 10

10:38 P.M.

"Hey."

"Hi. Why do you sound so gloomy?"

"So, you know how I told you I had to be part of this stupid therapist program because I was in danger of getting expelled?"

"Yeah. Did the school finally come to its senses and expel you?"

"Don't joke like that, princess. You know you would miss hearing my beautiful voice every day. "

"I wouldn't count on that."

"Anyway, back to the story. So, the second condition of this agreement was that I wasn't supposed to get into trouble again."

"You got into trouble again, didn't you?"

"Maybe."

"What did you do?"

"I might have accidentally snuck into the main office and I might have hacked into the school records?"

"Wow, you really are something."

"Hey, it's not my fault that the secretary set her computer password as '123456'. Any idiot could hack into it."

"So, what's your punishment?"

"You have to promise not to laugh, okay?"

"No promises here."

"Cupcake, if you don't promise, I'm not going to tell you."

"Fine, promise. And stop with the cheesy nicknames."

"Alright. So, yours truly is now in charge of organizing the Halloween Masquerade Ball."

She snorted loudly, and burst into laughter. He could hear her attempting to catch her breath as the ridiculousness of the situation set in.

"You have to organize a high school dance? Have fun with that."

"I will. It's going to be the best freaking ball that this school has ever seen."

"Oh well, doesn't matter to me. I'm not going."

"Yeah you are. You've got no choice."

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