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Billie had spent last like she had most nights these last few weeks - stressed. 

The announcement that Rosefell and Liberty were merging had come about two weeks ago, sending Billie into a raging panic. The young woman had heard enough about the rat-infested place to know enough, but her Google search horrified her even more. Rosefell had absolutely [i]nothing[/i] to offer, and according to the pictures online they couldn’t even afford to have the building pressure washed. The red bricks were nearly black with dirt and age! 

Shitty staff, horrid food, nearly zero press… [color=93E9BE][i]Oh, this is tragic.[/i][/color]

Then there was the fact that instead of having an actual orientation, she was to be led around the school by some stranger named Melissa. Billie had scoffed and rolled her eyes when she read the email, already picturing the image of a perfect bleach blonde fake Barbie in her mind. 

Fiona was still away at school. Dad was in Canada shooting a scene, and mom was on a business trip. Then there was Nicholas who had locked Billie out of his room two short days after the announcement of the merge. Billie had slipped notes underneath her twin's door, baked notes into treats for him, threw rocks at his window, and even hid in the back seat of his car to ambush him. 

Despite all of this, Billie respected Nicholas’s decision after he had yelled at her enough. She had given her brother all the time in the world - right up until the point she had taken the handle off his door due to Callie disappearing. 

Calypso Grey had ghosted her friend without a trace. This had sent Bille into one of her tantrums. 

Callie’s social media accounts had been deleted. Messages and calls were no longer going through to her cell. All Billie had was just one last, mysterious, and confusing text. 

[quote]C: love u
C: see u[/quote]
Billie had sent a simple response. 

[quote][color=93E9BE]Love you too.😘 But what?[/color][/quote]

Sadly, Billie had yet to get a response from Callie. She had the urge to go knock on the door to the Grey Manor, but last time that happened things didn’t go so well. 

After waking up to the sound of Nick banging on her door, Billie would look at the clock only to realize that she was running late. 

[color=4682B4]”C’mon Billie. We’re gonna be late!”[/color] 

With a groan, Billie forced herself to get out from under her warm cocoon of blankets. Once in the bathroom, the young woman brushed and applied all of her daily products to her hair. Normally Billie would stress over what her outfit was going to be for a while. Sadly, she could not afford that luxury today. [url=https://select.solarnet.app/files/gallery/5216/expanded_medium/gallery_model_GuLOvB39cFVf.JPG]A simple black romper, black sneakers, and a jacket[/url] would have to do. Putting on a few golden accessories and applying her five minute face, Billie was fairly pleased with her appearance. 

Riding passenger in Nick’s car, Billie was pleased that her brother had sped just enough so that they were what appeared to be right on time. 

Climbing out of the car, Billie couldn’t help but stand there and stare at the horror that was Rosefell High. An old Charger honking the hell out of it’s horn snapped Billie out of her trance, making her realize that she had been in such a rush this morning that she had forgotten to call Rue. 

Sitting on the hood of her brother's car, Billie started up Facetime as she waited on her sister-from-another-mister to answer. 

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