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[sub]Featuring Dr. Christina Lincoln and Billie Grey. [/sub]
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[color=FFC56C]“So you mean to tell me that you thought the scavenger hunt was - and I quote - ‘a very stupid dumbass idea’.” [/color]

[color=93E9BE]“Yes,”[/color] Billie said, sitting cross legged on her bed. 

[color=FFC56C]“Well that doesn’t seem quite fair, does it? I assure you that all of the staff worked very hard to make sure that --” [/color]

[color=93E9BE]“Spare me the bullshit,” she groaned. “I’m stuck at this boring school with these boring ass people and you guys paired me with [i]Erica[/i] and some egghead named Charles.” [/color]

Ms. Lincoln sighed, running her hand through her hair as she laid back against the chair. Billie was proving to be difficult as usual and the headache that the teacher had intensified with every question and answer. Nothing with the Grey Twins was ever simple - especially when it came to the younger half. Why Christina had let herself think anything else she had no idea. 

[color=FFC56C]”Okay so… tell me the opinion of the rest of your classmates. I know you don’t like Erica…. But you don’t like many people. Who [i]do[/i] you like?”[/color] 

Flopping back onto the bed, Billie decided to stare at the ceiling for the foreseeable future. [color=93E9BE]”My brother. I like Nicholas.”[/color] 

[color=FFC56C]”What about Leo…? You two seem close.”[/color] 

[color=93E9BE]”He’s good for a fuck.”[/color] Billie would swear that in that moment she heard her favorite teacher stifle a laugh. 

[color=FFC56C]”What about the other girls in your class? Savannah? Zakya? Tyler Ja--”[/color] 

[color=93E9BE]”[i]Fuck[/i] Tyler and [i][b]fuck[/b][/i] Nick for giving her the time of day. He [i]knows[/i] he deserves better. I’ve told him a thousand times. He deserves someone good. Someone kind, caring, nurturing. As a gay as it sounds, my brother needs a somewhat steady guiding hand. He needs someone that will make him pancakes in the mornings. Someone who knows his favorite song someone like --”[/color] 

It was in that moment that Billie’s brain shattered. It was as if someone pushed her, the air evaporating from her lungs as she fell into the same dream that she had been having for months. But how could this be a dream? It felt even more real than before. She was wide awake, centered in the present moment but yet so far away. 

A tall girl. Olive skin. Brown eyes. Chocolate hair. Warmth. Familiarity. Nicholas hugging her. Words shouted out as Billie turned to close the door behind herself --- 

[i]Sister. Fiona. Love.[/i] 

[color=FFC56C]”Billie? Billie? Hey, B. You good?”[/color] 

Snapping back into reality, Billie didn’t know what to do with whatever information that her body had just given her. All she knew was that her gut was telling her to play it cool with Ms. Lincoln and that she needed to talk to Nicholas. But how would she even begin to explain? 

[color=93E9BE]”Y-yeah. I’m good. Just blacked out there for a second.”[/color] 

[color=FFC56C]”I’m sorry,”[/color] the older woman said, sighing once again. [color=FFC56C]”I think you’ve answered all of my questions anyway. I’ll see you tomorrow, okay? Have a good night.”[/color] 

[color=93E9BE]”I… yeah. You too.”[/color] 

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