Chapter 22: Student Council Meetings, Hosted By Brooklyn! Part Two!

ohmygods this chapter is terrible

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNEDDDDD
"You think they changed their minds yet?" Anastasia questioned.

"One can hope." Spot sighed.

"Is the king of Brooklyn nervous?" Smalls joked.

"A leader is only as good as his team." Spot quoted. "And right now this leader's team is full of jacka**'s."

"Who knows, maybe theyse not insane." Smalls shrugged.

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"So..." Smalls banged her fists in the table. "You idiots change your minds yet?"

"You won't change my opinion with peer pressure!" Choker snapped.

"Who said it was peer pressure?" Anastasia smirked.

"That smirk on your face." Arrow deadpanned.

"What is wrong with you imbeciles?!" Spot shouted. "You were waiting for me to give you the cue to join the strike and I gave it! Now what is your problem?"

"I'm making a statement." Choker narrowed his eyes.

"If it's a fashion statement you certainly aren't doing anything." Smalls retorted.

"It's not." Choker glared. "I won't be silenced, you can't keep me quiet... Won't tremble when you try it. All I know is I won't go speechless! All you guys ever do is boss the smaller boroughs around!"

"We are not!" Smalls snapped.

"Written in stone... Every rule, every word, centuries old and unbending. Stay in your place. Better seen and not heard. But now that story is ending!"

"We need to stick together!" Anastasia yelled before lowering her voice. "Stick together and we'll win."

"I won't be silenced." Arrow joined in.

"You can't keep us quiet." Choker grinned sickeningly.

"Won't tremble when you try it. All I know is I won't go speechless..." They sang in harmony.

"Speechless." Arrow finished.

"We're not joining the strike... yet." Choker smirked smugly. "Make you worry a bit."

And with that, the two leaders strut out.

"Not making a fashion statement?" Smalls raised an eyebrow. "With that strut they might as well have been on the runway."

"Not the time Smalls." Spot rolled his eyes.

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"By the look on your face, I'm guessing it didn't go well." Race smiled sadly.

"Do you think we're making a mistake- striking?" Anastasia questioned.

"A mistake is something wrong- something you'll regret." Race frowned. "We're doing what needs to be done. There's no other option. So... nah, I don't think so."

"Thanks." Anastasia breathed in. "I needed that."

"It's what best friends are here for." Race smiled, making Anastasia freeze.

"Best- best friends?"

"Too soon?" Race winced.

"No... just right." Anastasia grinned, interlocking her hand with Race's and squeezing tightly.

"Good, good." Race shared the same grin, squeezing her hand back just as tightly. "You know, ya wanna visit the Sheepshead Races?"

"Now? Race we have to sell soon-"

"Aw c'mon! Live a little Stais!" Racetrack nudged the shorter girl.

"...oh alright!" Anastasia gave in. "Just this once."

"Just this once." Race agreed.

do you guys agree that this chap was bad?

I DONT LIKE IT *insert Chris Evan's "I DONT WIKE IT"*

It's so short that I would post the next one, but tbh you guys are catching up with me that I'm gonna go panic write lol.

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN AND EIGHT ARE JUST TAKING FOREVERRRRRR

and then I'm gonna be sad because the last chapter is chapter 30

anyway

(oh my gods the word count is 550)

This is Izzy,
Over and out!

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