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A loud groan could be heard from under the covers of the bed that was located in the middle of Armintah Goh’s messy room. Every surface of the room was covered in either clothes, half-finished painting, or empty Starbucks cups. Eventually, the girl stirred and popped her disheveled head out from her comforter cave. Bleary eyes searched for the phone that was vibrating like something that belonged in her bedside table drawer. Minty fell back dramatically on her back when she finally got her phone to be quiet and stared at the ceiling.

After a minute of brief existential crisis, Minty sat up and stretched her aching muscles. That’s what she gets for staying out late with her very own boy toy Spike getting into trouble in their special way. Not only that, she had decided to stay up to finish a piece that she had been working on for a little while. So now here she sat more tired than she has ever been on the first day of school.

“Fuck!” Minty whispered to herself as a distant memory of an e-mail crept into her mind that was slowly waking up. She had signed up for that stupid mentor program for the new Liberty students. It was her mom’s idea because it gave extra credit and god knows that Minty needed all the extra credit she could get her perfectly manicured hands on. To say that Minty had been disappointed that the Liberty student was a girl was an understatement, but who knows… maybe she’s cute and she can be corrupted. But this meant that she had to impress… she had a reputation to uphold after all.

The dark-haired beauty strutted over to her full body mirror to admire herself for a moment and figure out how she could best honor her title of “Rosefell’s exotic beauty” as these Liberty bitches roll in.

After a quick shower and her hair wrapped up in a towel, the girl sauntered down to the breakfast table where her parents sat waiting for her. As if on cue they started to berate her with demands and questions. But the most they got out of their daughter was a small hum. This was when they brought out the big guns… telling her about the accomplishments of her brother. This earned them a deep eye-roll and a steely glare.

If they only knew that their saint of a son actually was Rosefell’s premiere toxic fuckboy that got not one, but two girls pregnant his senior year. But Minty got paid a pretty penny by Iwan to keep her lips sealed, so all she could do was sit and take his praise and simmer in her own fury. With her last spoon of strawberry yogurt, she almost sprinted back to her room to escape her parents.
After picking out her outfit Minty sat down at her Messy desk to figure out how she easiest, and with as little effort from her she could get to school. She swiftly tapped on her phone and lifted it to her ear and waited for her go-to to pick up.

“Hey it’s your boy Spike, I don’t know who you are or what you want, but you can tell me all about it at the beep. If you hot and DTF, text me where and when. THANKS!”

She rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth, she should have known that he would still be asleep. And her other ride or die Spice had her car at the mechanics… for the third time this month. It looked like she had to get to school on her trusted bike.

Luckily for her, the trip was mostly downhill, and the slightly chilly breeze served to wake her up even more. As the decrepit building that they called a high school came into view Minty skidded to a stop next to all of the other kids with bikes and locked her bike. Looking around she definitely saw a lot of new faces and fancy cars pulling up. Raising a pristinely plucked eyebrow she made her way to a bench where she plopped down immersing herself in her Instagram in the wait for one of her friends to arrive.




















After a while of scrolling on his phone, Bastíen was brought back to reality by the smattering of applause as Fiona finished her set. He clapped along softly as the girl unplugged and packed up her stuff. Darla came over to him and almost dragged him by the arm.

“Hey! Watch the Armani” Bas scoffed as he stumbled along after her towards the back of the stage. He watched as Darla tried to smooth her increasingly frizzy hair and walk out on to the small stage. The dark-haired young man crossed his arms in front of his chest and let out a low sigh. What was this? Nerves? A foreign concept for Bastíen Bonfamille, but he had never performed his own material in front of people before. He shook his head to clear his mind just as Darla started to speak to the audience.

“Hey everyone! Slight change of plans… never a calm open mic night at Nectar’s right?!” she let out a small nervous laugh before continuing “Anyway the next performer was kind enough to jump in.” she looked back at Bas with a smile. “None other than MU’s own Bastén Bonfamille” Darla gestured to the side of the stage where Bas stood as she walked of clapping her hands. The audience followed suit as Bas walked out, he could hear some of his fraternity brothers whooping louder than the other patrons. He smiled at them giving them a nod and a smirk.

As the commotion died down Bastíen sat down slowly in front of the piano that stood in the middle of the stage. Calmly he brought his hands together cracking each finger carefully as he steadied his breath.

Almost as to shock the onlookers, Bas started suddenly started to slam the keys letting out a more rock sounding piece than anyone would be used to hear him play. Of course, that’s the result of being a concert pianist. But something that shocked the audience, even more, was when Bastíen leaned in towards the microphone and started to sing. You could almost hear the ripple of gasps and whispers going through the crowd. No one had ever heard him sing before. As he continued to sing the song he had been working on for a long time it dawned on him how easy it was to perform it since it was about one of his favorite people in the world… his brother.

“Cuts and bruises bestowed as a child still bleeds you every day…” Bastíen’s voice echoed out through the speakers. He knew that Theo had it the hardest out of his siblings and Bas had always been able to see that it bugged his brother more than he would let on.

“I see your pain drains you whole like a leech… just biding your time.” still, he knew his brother would do anything for him and Madéline. But Bas was still worried that Theo would leave as soon as he could escape their parent’s rule right after graduation.

His blue eyes looked up for the first time and he spotted his brother and sister with their friends. A wide smile spread across his face as he made eye contact with his brother, hopefully, he would appreciate the song choice.

“Let me share your load, even just for a while, time will heal even scars closer to heart. Better days up ahead rest assured, let’s just ride this one out.” this song was an ode to their bond as siblings, letting Theo know that he would always stand behind him, whatever stupid thing he would do.

“Can’t imagine all the things you’ve endured, it’s time to try a different route. Let me share your load, even just for a while, time will heal even scars closer to heart.” He could feel the sweat dripping from his face as he continued to play more forcefully than he usually does. He looked up again surveying the crowd, locking eyes with Nolan sitting at his table of jocks watching him intently, he shot the football player a charming wink before continuing.

“What to do when these words fail to reach, your walls are too high for me to climb” he let the last line linger as he played the last notes of his song. His breath was heavy as the silence turned into applause. Bas stood up quickly and gave the crowd a small bow and exited the stage the same way he came in.



Theodore Wallstrom, Bradley Barron, and Tyler Jane Morrissey
A @Smarty0114, @Spooner, and @Melissa Collaboration


Bradley looked from the basketball in his hands, and up to the basket, some fifteen feet away. This had to be a joke. Or a dream. Or a nightmare. This was going to be such an epic failure. Their team was making pretty good time so far. The riddles had been easy for Bradley, and there’d been a challenge in the kitchen that had them hunting through the fridges for a clue. Which had brought them here. Brad’s personal hell.

He looked over at Teddy, then to TJ, grateful that they were the only ones about to see this travesty. Just one. One basket and Teddy can carry this challenge the rest of the way. You’re tall, this should be easy. He bounced the ball against the hardwood of the gym, once, then again, simply because he’d seen other people do it on TV and it seemed like it worked for them. He caught the ball as it came up, aimed for the basket, and launched the orange ball forward. It careened off to the left, missing the basket completely. “Think that counts?” he asked, scoffing a bit at his own terrible shot.

Tyler Jane absentmindedly winced as Bradley threw the basketball, watching it soar right past the hoop and making contact with the wall behind. So much for smooth sailing through the challenges. “Ummm,” She gently paused, looking to the staff member observing for the final word and judgement. The solemn woman simply shook her head, trying not to stifle a laugh as she wrote something down on her clipboard. Tyler Jane sighed, “Yeah, no... didn’t think so.”

They had admittedly done better up to this point than the redhead had originally expected, working together in a way that even she couldn’t have predicted. Bradley had the brains, Teddy had the brawn, and she contributed equal amounts of both. “That’s okay! Try again, you’ve got it.” She encouraged him and then turned to Theo, “No promises that I’ll do any better than him. I may dance on pointe, but I’m no point guard.”

Teddy would have lied if he said he wasn’t disappointed when Bradley had missed his first throw. Sure their team had made good headway this far but complacency is the death of winning. “You’ll do fine.” He said curtly but reassuringly, giving TJ a smile.

“Just focus your eyes at one point and throw towards it!” He called out to Bradley cupping his hands around his mouth before shooting him a thumbs up.

Bradley took a deep breath as he returned to the free-throw line. Teddy’s words floated through his head, TJ’s encouragement serving as background music. His eyes locked onto the basket and he held his gaze. Bringing the ball up, he launched it off of his fingertips. For a moment, he thought it would repeat it’s original path, but instead, it bounced off the rim, sending it shooting upwards. As it came down, it sank through the hoop, and thunked against the gym floor. His fist shot up in celebration. “Fuck yeah!” he shouted, a little high on his small victory. He jogged over to the ball and tossed it over to TJ, shooting her a thumbs up in the hopes that some encouragement might end this challenge sooner rather than later.

“Nice one Brad!” Teddy smiled and slapped the smaller teen on the back, again not knowing just how hard. “Shit… sorry man!” he smiled apologetically.

Tyler Jane sighed in relief as the ball made contact with the net, swishing musically to indicate the successful attempt. That was one less basket they needed in order to move onto their next challenge, and she was quite concerned that she wouldn’t make it there for ages. Sure, the girl had excellent hand-eye coordination, but her lack of aim was disturbing and didn’t exactly supplement the other skill well. Tyler caught the ball from Bradley and walked over to the free-throw line, trying to dribble it once, but instead, it hit her foot and careened off to the side. Well, that wasn’t exactly graceful.

The redhead lunged to grab it before it got too far away and succeeded, making an attempt shortly after. With a weak throw, the ball faltered before the net and didn’t even touch the rim of the hoop or the backboard. A complete fail. Tyler looked back to the boys, “This is a lost cause.”

Teddy shook his head “Don’t worry about it just try again…” he said trying to keep his smile up, though he was starting to get a little frustrated. Not with his teammates missing their shots but with them wasting time being self-conscious.

With a silent glance, Tyler Jane could notice that Theo’s patience was being tested. He didn’t have to bring attention to it for her to notice- she was quite intuitive in that way- and his strained facial expression seemed to say more than words. She did want to see what angry Teddy looked like, especially with his towering frame, so she just shut up and turned all of her focus to the basket. One shot after another, miss after miss until one ball decided to gracefully hit off the backboard and into the net, accompanied by an anticlimactic silence before the ball bounced off the hardwood. It may have taken more tries than she had intended, but she did it!

Teddy clapped loudly and let out a yell of support “Hell yeah! Nice one TJ!” he gave the slender girl a high-five as he passed her, being mindful to be a bit more gentle this time. He picked up one of the basketballs that was strewn about on the floor and stared up at the basket. He had never been one for sports, but this was just a simple calculation of distance and speed. The large young man steadied himself with a broad stance before lifting the ball up. He took a moment to breathe before he took the shot, his eyes following the ball as it soared in an arch finally going through the hoop smoothly. A few lucky shots later, and they were done! He quickly turned around to his team “Alright, cool let’s figure out where to go next!” he exclaimed, clapping his hands together.

Bradley, happy to be done with this extended torture, jogged over to the staff member who’d been observing them. She handed him a card with their next clue on it, a jumble of letters that were easy enough to unscramble. The two L’s really gave it away. “Looks like we’re off to the lecture hall next,” Bradley said, waving the clue card in the air as he walked back over to Teddy and TJ.

The redhead was not a runner by any means, but she broke out into a brisk jog as the team made their way across campus towards the lecture hall and their next challenge. As they arrived at the academic building, Tyler Jane gracefully weaved her way towards where their classes took place, long legs bouncing against the tiled floor. Once there, the staff member explained their challenge- they had to locate numerous puzzle pieces around the room and put them all together in order to receive their next clue.

The girl let herself catch her breath before trying to think of a strategy to complete this task quickly. She whirled around, scanning the room and attempting to get a broad view and analyze the situation before diving in. “How should we tackle this? Maybe we should split up?” She questioned her idea, not wanting to step on Theo or Bradley’s toes.

“Good idea! I’ll take the back of the room and you two split up and take the rest!” Teddy almost demanded as he moved quickly to the back of the room and started to search for the puzzle pieces.

Bradley looked over to TJ and gestured to the section of the room behind him. “I guess I’ll take this half,” he said, spinning around slowly on his heel and meandering over to the desks and chairs that awaited them. It was clear that they weren’t the first group to come through this room. Chairs were slightly out of place and the desks were crooked. Hopefully, they weren’t too far behind everyone else.

He’d hardly started his search when a flash of color caught his eye, peeking out from underneath the leg of a chair. One down, nine to go. He crouched down and slipped the puzzle piece out from beneath the chair, then stood back up and held it up for his team to see. “Found one!”

Tyler nodded, moving to the front of the room and beginning to scour for puzzle pieces. She peeked behind the pull down projector screen, which seemed like an obvious place to hide one, and immediately found a colorful cardboard segment amongst the dry erase markers. Slipping it into her pocket, she continued along the wall and spotted another magnetized to the white board, smirking as she snatched it. The redhead’s eyes darted around before landing on a poster hanging above and to the right of the board, noticing the outline of a piece hidden behind.

Although she was tall, she wasn’t nearly tall enough to reach the poster, so she took matters into her own hands and pulled over a chair until the legs met the wall. Stepping on the makeshift step stool, she delicately shifted her weight to reach behind the poster, nimbly grasping the piece before jumping down to the ground and landing softly on arched toes. “I’ve got three!” Tyler Jane announced to the boys. “How’s it going over there, Theo?”

The large guy turned around slowly walking over to the others emptying out the contents of his pockets. “I found four, I don’t think there is anything more over there.” he put his hands back in his pockets looking over to Bradley’s side of the room “Which probably means you have two pieces left on your side Bradley” Teddy motioned around with his hand. He put on a smile and rubbed the back of his head “I’m going to be completely honest you guys, puzzles are not my thing. So I’m going to have to rely on your skills here.” he let out a low chuckle.

Bradley grinned and held up the last two puzzle pieces, having found one taped underneath a desk and another had been hiding in the window blinds. “You carry us in basketball, we carry you in puzzles,” he said, walking over and depositing his three pieces with the others. He quickly began separating the pieces, and then began connecting the corners. Ten pieces weren’t too hard to fit together, and with Teddy and TJ filling in the gaps where they could, it was done in no time. Staring back at them was an image of the Cafeteria.

Tyler Jane was impressed by how quickly the boy was able to figure out where each puzzle piece went- his efficiency was second to none. The redhead chimed in once or twice when she noticed two pieces that could be joined, but Bradley was mostly able to put it together on his own. “Nicely done!” She smirked, looking at her teammates. “We only have a few more challenges, I think we might have a chance of winning this if we keep up the pace.”

Teddy pulled them both in for a tight embrace before he exclaimed “Nice job guys! Let’s get going!” he almost ran towards the door, ripping it open. “We’ll smash this!” he smiled at his team before continuing down the hallway.

Between the enthusiasm of both Teddy and TJ, Bradley was forced to reevaluate his earlier pessimism. He chuckled as Teddy tore out into the hallway, jogging behind him at a much slower pace. Hopefully, they were running towards a win. He felt like he could use one right then.

One blink, and her teammates were already racing towards the door and the next challenge that awaited them in the cafeteria. Before she followed, she glanced over to the staff member standing in the corner, who she found furiously scribbling down notes on the clipboard he was holding. By the amount it looked like he was writing, and the speed at which his pencil was moving, she couldn’t help but wonder what was so important to catalog. Tyler Jane didn’t realize she was staring until their eyes met and she was faced with his cool and calculating gaze. Without another word, she turned around and went to catch up with the boys, an unsettling feeling rising in her stomach as she trailed behind them.
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