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Keeping Up With Trisha (Episode Seven)

Continued from the last part…

Trisha

“Well, well, well.” Daphne clapped menacingly as she walked up to us with two girls each standing beside her.

“What do you want?”

“I came to warn you.”

“It can’t be, let’s go Eva.” I proceeded to leave but she pulled me back.

“Stay away from Davis.”

“Who’s interested in your asshole boyfriend” I fired back and yanked her hand off mine.

“Don’t try to pretend. I’ve had my eyes on you from the first day you entered Starshine High and trust me you don’t wanna be Daphne’s enemy,” Daphne seethed then turned to the girls beside her. “Let’s go girls” she rolled her eyes at me then they walked out.

“Who’s she?” I asked Eva when they were gone.

“She’s the Miss McDonald, the queen of the school,” Eva replied.

“That doesn’t give her the right to talk to me like her servant.” I shot back.

“Everyone hates her, she’s so full of herself you have to avoid her.”

“Trisha isn’t scared of nobody I can’t avoid her. I’ll treat her the way I want.”

“That’s up to you.” Eva shrugged then took out a pamphlet from her backpack. “I got you this.” She proffered me with the pamphlet

“What’s this?” I asked collecting the pamphlet from her

“It’s McDonald’s movie night,” she replied

“And?”

“It’s gonna be a show to be performed by the Theatre Art students.”

“Interesting.”

“Davis and Daphne always plays the male and female lead role,” Eva went on, “you’ll have to contest to be selected this year for female lead role.”

“What makes you think I can beat Daphne?” I asked quizzically.

“ ‘Cause you cried when you were sent out of the theatre room that makes you good in it.”

“I don’t know Eva,” I said doubtfully.

“You can do it Trisha, Daphne needs to be put in her place.”

“I’ll see what I can do,” I said then Eva smiled with hope.

“The audition starts tomorrow,” she informed me.

“Just acting?”

“Acting, singing and dancing,” Eva counted off.

“What drama?”

“This year’s audition was arranged for Tempest, Daphne spent her two years learning that role,” Eva replied.

“And you expect me to beat her with learning for just one night?”

“It’s not hard, you just pick a scene that’ll last for ten minutes.”

“I’ll act alone?”

“Yes you’ll act and demonstrate as Miranda.”

“Then what about the other’s in the scene?”

“It will be played on background.”

“And the dancing?”

“Pop and ballet.”

“And the singing?”

“Anything that would draw out emotions out of the judges.”

“I’ll see to it. So what comes first?”

“Singing. You’ll have to sing three songs tomorrow.”

“What genre?”

“One blues, one foreign language song and one hip pop.”

“Can I really do this?”

“Yes, you can.”

I finally agreed to Eva’s persuasion then we headed to the class. School was less stressful today cos Badluck left before break. I guess to prepare for tomorrow. After school, I headed home after bidding Eva goodbye. When I arrived home, I was shocked to see dad’s car in the same spot I saw it in the morning. I alighted from my car and proceeded to go in when I sighted a car parked outside with it’s plate number as ‘CSI’.

I swallowed an invisible lump in my throat then I headed inside. When I walked in, I ran into some uniformed men coming out of the house. They held guns and dressed on ‘CSI’ uniform. They brushed past me and I ran inside to meet my dad sitting in a dejected state on the sofa.

“Dad,” I ran and sat beside him

“What’s wrong dad? Who were those men?”

“Everything is fine Princess,” Dad replied faking a smile.

“Don’t give me that. I know something is wrong and I’m not a kid, so tell me,” I persuaded.

“They’re from the CSI and they came to make a deal.”

“What deal?”

“I told the CIA about the envelope you saw and they contacted the CSI then broke into the principal’s office and took it.”

“How could you dad? Davis is gonna suspect me,” I cut in.

“We made sure the CCTV caught the men who took it, they were dressed on black so their faces weren’t seen.”

“He’s gonna know am a spy and that I gave information to them.”

“No he won’t, no one will suspect you.”

“So why were they here?” I inhaled.

“The envelope contains all McDonald’s drug deals, but it’s not enough evidence to prosecute him, but we found out that there’s a disc that contains his voice records and video of him making bargains on drugs,” Dad explained.

“That doesn’t explain why they were here.”

“Actually they came up with an idea to get the disc.”

“And?” I was running out of patience

“You’ll have to live with McDonald’s son Davis Hillson.”

“What? Wait, what?” I yelled.

“That’s the only way.”

“Dad I quit,” I spat out, throwing my hands up in the air.

“The CSI are very strict and might harm us if you don’t do it they gave us one month to get it or…”

“Or what?”

“I don’t know but they’ll cause us harm.”

“Davis will do anything to protect his father’s crime. He will kill me if he finds out my mission.”

“Davis trusts easily. All you have to do is make him trust you then get the secret from him.”

“If I get Davis to trust me, I’m just gonna break his trust then get the disc and run away,” I stated sarcastically.

Read Part Eight.

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