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Julie’s week had been pretty rough, she had been scheduled at work almost every day and it had gotten kind of hard to hide why she had to go out of the apartment for longer periods of time from Wren. Even though it had only been a week the girls had gotten close, they actually had a lot of things to talk about and they got along really well. That’s why Julie found it hard to lie to Wren, especially since Julie was such a shoddy liar. But she had managed to get this weekend off, which was perfect because today was the annual picnic. Julie had decided to contribute to the potluck by making mini subs. They were just mini baguettes with salami and brie and veggies, nothing special but she enjoyed making something with the time she had.

She was making the finishing touches to the trays of subs when she heard her roommate calling from the living room, [i]“Yeah sure I’ll be down in a sec!”[/i] Julie called back as she put down the last of the vegetarian ones which just had the brie in them, now that she was standing there looking at the two rather large sized trays it dawned on her [b]how on earth will I bring these down?[/b] She shrugged and put her hair up in to a ponytail and dusted the breadcrumbs of her hands before she picked up the trays and began the decent from the apartment to the courtyard.

The walk downstairs wasn’t that bad, but the stairs did take quite some time since Julie had to look where she put her foot before every step so she wouldn’t fall over and break her neck. But the change from solid ground to soft grass put Julie’s balance of and she began to wobble, she steadied herself and stopped. Julie started to take larger and slower strides, to someone watching her she must have looked ridiculous but in her mind this help with the not falling over. She finally got to the food table and set down the trays with a deep sigh [i]“I made it…”[/i] she whispered. She looked around and spotted some familiar faces, her gaze landed on Mr. Aldrin running after Mr. Hawethorne, which looked pretty odd and awkward even for Julie’s standards. 

Then she saw from where they had come from and spotted Jacob standing next to Wren who also where watching the scene. Jacob looked like he’d seen a ghost standing next to Wren; Julie had gotten pretty used to the stares and the whisperings [i]“No, no there she is! No not that girl but next to her!”[/i] or [i]“Oh my god, to think that Catherine Sinclair had such ordinary friends!”[/i] was not uncommon on a daily basis. But she got why people got nervous around Wren, she is a movie star after all. [i]“Hey guys, what was that all about?”[/i] Julie smiled as she approached them and pointing her thumb back at the grown men chasing one another. “How have you been Jacob, how was your summer?” She said and smiled at Jacob and squeezed his shoulder trying to make him feel less nervous.

Julie turned around as she heard Acacia welcome everyone, she smiled wide when the dunk tank was revealed, Julie had heard from Acacia that this was planned as a surprise for the teachers. She thought that a lot of students would take this as a chance of revenge for bad grades and that this could be really entertaining. Mostly she who of the teachers would get up there… like could you imagine if Mr. Zimmerman went up there? Julie cheered as Mr. Aldrin offered himself , [i]“I wonder who’ll dunk him?”[/i] She asked her friends. 

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Max tensed up as Mr. Hawthorne walked past, he nodded [i]“… Mr. Hawthorne!”[/i] he blurted. He blinked and shook his head before turning to Acacia and whispering [i]“Why does your brother hate me?”[/i] he made a mock freaked out face and sat back down, even though the face was somewhat legit. As the brand new red sports car drove up and Acacia sprinted over to greet her best friend Max took this opportunity to take out his little notebook.

[i][b]“August 24th, Sunday

So yeah, it happened again. I got the death stare from Hayden Hawthorne. In fact he’s still shooting them daggers at me right now, I can see it in the corner of my eyes. Then again I can’t be sure… I’m too afraid to look over and check! God, maybe if I never speak to Acacia again he’ll cross me off his kill list?”[/i][/b]

He closed the little book and put it away again just as Acacia and Eliza were getting back to the table. Max smiled at Eliza [i]“Well hello there, are you not a bit late? See we students who care came here last week.”[/i] Max chuckled as he gestured to Acacia and himself. He gave Cole a small wave as he came up to them, he looked over his shoulder to look at Mr. Hawthorne to see if he heard what Cole had said. This kid doesn’t know what he was getting himself in to if he was trying to put the moves on old Ace. 

[i]“So I see you got a new toy.”[/i] Max said to Eliza and nodding his head towards her new car, he smiled at her [i]“It’s nice, suits you.”[/i] Just then Acacia started to move them over to the big reveal of the dunk tank. Max had spent most of the week trying to get this dunk tank to get here. Who knew that dunk tanks were so few and far between and not to mention expensive, but eventually it worked itself out. As Acacia stood on the table to explain to everyone how this would work Max shook his head and laughed, who would have thought that this soft spoken put together girl can turn in to this bundle of energy in just a drop of a hat when she needed to.

She even got his wish granted and got Principal Aldrin to volunteer to go first. Seeing as it was Max who wanted to get the principal up there it was only fair that it was he who dunked him it was also a good way to show that the student council was a group of fun people and not only “the rule bringers”. 

[i]“Hey Ace! I’ll do it!”[/i] Max said and walked forward with his hand raised in to the air. On the table in front of the dunk tank one of the student council “minions” had brought out a basket of balls to throw. Max picked one up and tossed it in his hands to get a feel of the ball. He looked at Mr. Aldrin and made an apologetic face and mouthed “I’m sorry”. He braced himself and threw the ball, it missed by just an inch. Max laughed [i]“One more!”[/i] he said and picked another ball. He concentrated on the mark and aimed, this time the ball hit the red button and there was the splash!