Super Girls (Cape High Book 13) (38 page)

Civility Wars

“I have to humbly disagree,” Mastermental says, sitting at the curved table in the special meeting hall at Central Hall. “Since she has been a ward of Cape High--” he pauses, looking at Century pointedly, “
Central
, she is officially a member of Central Hall. That means I have first claim on her--and since I don’t plan on handing her over to any of you, this entire conversation is a moot point.”

“That’s a fancy way of putting it, Mastermental, but we’re not buying it,” Century says, lounging in his own chair with his hand on his Stetson. He’s come decked out in his best, complete with thousand dollar boots and a one-of-a-kind southern cut suit made by Armani. “We want to see her for ourselves, and hear what she has to say for herself.”

“I think she’d make a wonderful addition to my team,” Negatia says, leaning back and crossing her legs. “I’ve got several plays written up already that will make use of her very unique, special talents.”

“I have the perfect setting for her,” Isotonic says, glowering at the others. “I’ve even got my special team writing up her back story as we speak--”

“She has a perfectly fine back story, and I’ve already called in the photographers for her debut posters,” Mastermental says.

They start arguing over whether debut posters are too ostentatious or if they’re not nearly enough when a light flashes and a screen lights up to the right. A tall, sharp looking British hero appears on the screen. The Hall leaders instantly jerk to attention, glaring at the new comer.

“I don’t recall inviting you to this little meeting, Knight,” Mastermental says.

“Am I interrupting?” Knight says in a tone that says he’d PLANNED to be. “I called to open negotiations.”

“For who?” Century asks, his eyes narrowed.

“The gargoyle girl,” Knight says. “She’d be perfect for my little team. Let’s face it, you people don’t have the right architecture for a gargoyle hero--”

“That doesn’t matter!” the entire group says.

“And that’s how the first Super War will begin!” I finish cheerfully, kicking my legs. I finally coaxed Sandra out of her room with a pint of ice cream, so we’re sitting on top of the dorms, watching the sun set as I explain how important a role she’ll play in the future.

She snorts. “Yeah, right!” she says. “Maybe they’d do that over YOU, but they won’t do it over me!” She takes a huge bite of rocky road. “I’m going to wind up unwanted--”

I bring out my phone and call Century. “Hey, Century? Wanna meet our female tank? She promises to be amazing, already, and she’s only fifteen.”

He looks a bit surprised at first, and I can see him planning to scold me for interrupting, but he stops at the question. His eyes widen ever so slightly. “I would LOVE to meet her, sugar.” He reaches up and straightens his tie. I get the feeling he’s at a formal affair, if the image of a well dressed woman standing behind him is any indicator.

“No! He’ll--” Sandra starts out, trying to cover her face with her large stone hands. I turn the phone towards her, ruthlessly. A low, appreciative whistle comes over the phone and Sandra hesitantly peeks between her fingers.

“Let me see your face, darlin,” Century says. “Wait--” he turns, heading away from the party. “Now,” he says. I reach out and tug one hand away. “What a stunner,” he says in admiration. “Zoe, sugar, put me on the list of prospective Halls, will you?” he adds after glancing around.

“Will do!” I say cheerfully.

“And keep her off the channels, will you?” Century says. “We don’t want anyone getting upstart ideas.”

“I can’t promise that,” I say evilly. “Have fun at your party, Century!” I add, waving before hanging up on him. I ignore it when he tries to call back. “Want to meet Isotonic?” I ask her.

She hesitates for all of a second before a wicked grin crosses her face. “Sounds like fun!”

~About the Author~

R.J. Ross has been writing since junior high, when she discovered that it could help her keep an A in English Class. She lives in Missouri, where she works as a secretary for the family business and spends all of her free time writing.   If you would like to see more of her work, you can find several short stories at amazon.com/author/rjross! 

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~About the Cover Designer~

Cheyanne is a native Texan with a fear of cold weather and a coffee addiction that probably needs an intervention. She loves books, sarcasm, nail polish and paid holidays. She lives near the beach with her family, one spoiled rotten puppy and a cat that is plotting to take over the world, one scratched up welcome mat at a time. A recent day-job quitter, Cheyanne can be found furiously typing on her computer, probably complaining on Twitter about how she should be writing. When she’s not honing her procrastination skills, she’s writing books for teenagers. She is the author of several books for teens and recently turned her love of superheroes and writing for teens into books about teenage superheroes. Find more about her books at www.CheyanneYoung.com or follow her on Twitter @NormalChey