Beautiful Disaster.

Chapter 8.

The next week in school, the class noticed a change in both Sequoia and Warren. Individually, they had balanced out.

Sequoia could fit in with both bluebloods and normal people. Prescilla Giovanni became her best girl friend along with Warren.

Warren had become more defined, not the scruffy lout he was before. The bluebloods could almost swear he spoke or acted like them sometimes, but it was so brief and shocking that they always missed it.

But together, the smooth companionship that hey had with each other in the past was gone. They were cautious and constrained with their words, actions and attitudes with each other. Prescilla, although she hadn’t been hanging out with them for long, could sense that something was wrong. It really got on her nerves when people pretended to be things they weren’t, and those two were really pissing her off.

“Jees! Will you too stop being so…” she waved her hand around in the air, looking for the right word. “fake? Whatever happened between you too I vant you to schtop eet vright now!!” The pair was shocked at her words, literally. They’d never seen her so agitated that her voice completely changed.

“Ok ok Presc. We’re sorry. It’s nothing really. We’ll stop being fake…right Warren?” her eyes begged him to agree.

“Um…yeah. Everything’s going to go back to normal. You over-react Presc.” And they laughed three different laughs. Prescilla’s was laced with slight suspicion, Sequoia’s was a laugh of relief, and Warren’s had worry in it.

6:19 AM