(Part 2) Chapter 11: Profesional Teenager

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I quickly get up and rush downstairs holding my neck as I go to the sink. I quickly spit into the sink and see some blood come out. My throat feels less tight and I can swallow without it hurting.

I rise it down the sink and grab a cup of water, drinking a bunch of it. My throat may feel less tight but it is sore and dry. I take in a breath and go to speak again.

"Something."

I smile and my jaw drops in shock and pure happiness. I cross my arms over the sink and rest my forehead on them with a ridiculous smile carved onto my lips.

I get to mess with the guys now!

A more evil smile crosses my face now but I can't help but smile. I ignore the soreness and slight dryness in my throat as I can't stop smiling. They told me I was never gonna talk again! 

I quickly turn and see Leo walk in.

"What are you doing up so early?"

I point to him. I mean he is up this early too. I'm not gonna tell Leo yet either. This is going to be on all of them. No one gets left out.

"You woke me up."

I shrug my shoulders.

"By the way, dad got a call last night. You're going to your big interview tomorrow, nine am," he says yawning.

I forgot about that! Over the two weeks, we had agreed to do an interview on my thoughts on the whole thing and what happened before. 

I nod my head smiling still as I can't wipe the smile from my face.

"Why are you so happy?"

I shrug my shoulders as I go get Rain. I let her in on it (helpfully to me she isn't super short). I get her prepared as she is absolutely thrilled to help me. I head upstairs and get her completely ready which was so much fun and she goes back to her room for now.I quickly fumble for my phone and start texting Willow.

Me: How are you cuter than me even as a kid?

Best Friend in Existence: It's a gift. So you watched it?

Me: I'm not marrying Alan

Best Friend in Existence: You might, I mean there's still Mason, A, Trever, L.J. ;) and Gray

Me: No

Best Friend in Existence: Yeah, uh-huh. Sure. So why are you texting me so early?

Me: It's a fashion emergency

Best Friend in Existence: What type? Event? Time?

Me: Profesional teenager, interview about the shooting, tomorrow at nine am

Best Friend in Existence: I'll be there in two minutes with a bag

I smile as I turn off my phone and put it on the charger as it has run three days off and on without charging and it's at one percent. I quickly straighten my bed and put away my new laptop with the disks. And Willow shows up within moments and bursts in my bedroom.

"I'm here!"

I have to hold back a laugh as I see her carrying an actual bag.

"Alright, I can work with this, p.s. I already told the guys about the interview so they will be there tomorrow too," she says grinning at me.

After, not even joking, three hours we decide to go with a sleek pair of black leggings reaching my ankles, a white shirt with a black jacket over it and a pair of black heels. She also said she's coming over tomorrow to do my hair and makeup. Yeah, cause nothing screams 'I just got out of a coma', like heels, makeup, and perfect hair.

No, but honestly sometimes you really gotta love her. She's an awesome friend. Better than yours. Don't even try to argue.

"So. We gotta talk," she says with a mix of an upset and nervous face as she turns from folding the clothes we threw to the side.

I turn to her and motion for her to continue as I fold a pair of pants.

"So you know those disks I gave you?"

I nod my head, grabbing the next pair of jeans.

"Well you have to promise not to be upset but I made copies and sent them to the guys as well."

My face goes red from bottom to top real quick. You mean they are gonna know over half of the important stuff in my life? And see me punching a few kids? And I have to see them tonight and tomorrow? Shoot I wore a lot of biker shorts and tank tops when I was a kid. Shoot.

I sigh at her and look over at her with that 'really?' look plastered on my face

"Okay, okay, I get that look. But before you get to continue that look at me the guys also told me what happened the other night," she says crossing her arms.

I bite my lip as I turn back to the clothes and fold a shirt.

"You got tackled?"

I look down with a sheepish, regretful smile as I put the folded shirt off to the side.

"You want to go back to the hospital? You can't be fighting right now! It's not safe, especially with all the popularity, you have been gaining!"

'I know,' I mouth at her as my shoulders slump.

I know fighting and being in that sort of place isn't a smart move. But that's what makes me like doing it! I like fighting when it's legal. And I love the adrenaline rush. And I like being there! It was kinda my second safe house. 

"Look, I get you want to get back onto the whole fighting scene, I get that doing that is just you being you but you have to lay off a bit before your forced to back off under worse conditions. Just for a little while," she says looking at me sympathetically.

I nod my head and smile at her. I can't go tonight anyway, I am going out with Jared tonight to catch up. And pranking the guys and Willow here pretty soon.

"You okay?"

I nod my head as I fold the last pair of pants.

We talk for awhile after I changed into a thick white t-shirt that is not see through and a pair of guys basketball shorts. Till I decide that the prank should start here pretty soon. She heads to the bathroom and I go downstairs and quickly lock the front door, running back up and locking my window as well.

I love that she takes so long because it gives me the opportunity to get what I need ready. Just, trust me. It's gonna be good. 

She comes back in and sits on the bed with me. I pull out my phone and type,

'By the way, I got some good news I want to tell you and the guys, it good I invite them over?'

"Yeah, of course."

I smile at her and text the guys to get over here. Let it all begin.

After a little while, a knock on the door comes.

"Since when do you lock your front door?"

I shrug my shoulders and mouth,

'could you get it? I gotta go to the bathroom.'

"The things I do for you," she says sighing and glaring at me.

As she leaves I watch her walk out the door and Rain comes rushing in, ready to go.

I sit her on the bed. I smile at her as I rush from the room and slightly close the door. I go to the bathroom, putting my ear against the closed bathroom door. 

I hear them walk up.

"Haha, very funny Beth," I hear Mason say.

I flush the toilet and walk out and into the room.

They all stare at me as I walk in and wave at them. Puzzled faces watch me as I go sit next the fake Tori sitting on my bed.

"You guys want an explanation?" Rain says in a raspy voice sounding just like mine.

I wrap my arm around her shoulder as only her mouth is showing and she looks like a real copy of me as Tori.

They say nothing and just stare trying to decipher this.

"Beth and I had been friends for awhile. She and I had an agreement that if I taught her to fight she would act as me in my place to keep my identity hidden. That's what she did," Rain explains hugging me with one arm around my shoulders.

"No, I saw that hoodie in her bag at foster care!" Alan says in defense, still not believing it.

"I let her borrow it and I didn't see her again for that week. She kept it and you guys knew every hoodie I actually have and would guess me. And I was too lazy to buy another."

"What about what had happened to you?" Alan asks.

"She played you like a fiddle for me."

"What about fighting?"

"There are multiple places I can street fight, Beth planned on coming there with me eventually," Rain says keeping that perfect raspy voice.

"You lied to us?" Willow says in shock.

I smile weakly at her and shrug my shoulders.

"So none of us actually unknowingly had a crush on you?" Trever asks.

I nod my head as they turn to me.

"And Mason, I would like to go out with you," Rain says with a cheeky smile adding to my evil revenge.

I watch their jaws drop and Mason is the only one smiling.

"So who are you really?" Gray asks.

"That is classified information Grayson," Rain says pointing at him as we both grab the cans behind us.

They continue to look at us and we both quickly pull the cans of silly spray from behind us. We both smile as we quickly cover them with silly string.

"What the f&^%!"

We both laugh as they are covered in matted sill string, pulling it off of them.

I laugh out loud and their slew of curse words at us stop as we stop spraying them and laugh. Rain pulls off the hood and beanie, revealing her face and we both laugh our butts off at them

They all stand there with their arms crossed and looks of so much shock that they are smiling at us.

"You done yet?" Willow asks.

I sit up and smile at them.

"Yeah, I think so," I say still laughing in a raspy voice.

"My payment?" Rain asks holding out her hand.

I stand up and pull out a picture from a Polaroid camera and walk back over to her with it.

"Your picture."

"Good doing business with you, hope we can do it again," she says shaking my hand and taking the picture from me.

"Oh, we will again soon," I say as she goes to walk out still wearing my hoodie.

"Hoodie, Rain."

"Fine," she says grumpily and throws it at my face.

I chuckle at her as the guys just stare at me and she walks out.

"And you guys say I'm the nerd," I said flipping my hair.

"You are an evil, evil, person," Mason says shaking his head, his eyes fixated on me.

I smile at them.

"So you got your voice back?" Gray questions.

"I think so."

"Good. Then we can hear your screams. Get her."

They all rush over to me and Gray picks me up, slinging me over his shoulder. HOW DOES THIS STUFF ALWAYS TURN ON ME!?!

I shriek at them as I flail and pound on Grays back, trying to make him let go of me. The others laugh as he goes down the stairs and towards the backyard. The pool.

"NO! Don't you dare! Grayson West! Put me down now!" I scream.

He laughs at me but I can tell him and the other guys are taken back a little by me using his last name. We continue to walk to the back door as he repositions me over his shoulder.

"Bethany Jones give me one good reason I should put you down," he says with a laugh as A opens the back door.

Excuse me? Boi.

"I'm wearing a white t-shirt!"

"That's to bad for you then isn't it?" Willow asks.

Like that Gray quickly picks me up off his shoulder like nothing and tosses me backward into the freezing pool water and I go completely underwater.

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