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Oh, sorry.

Didn't see you there. Oh, hi.

So, homecoming soon?

Yeah, the semester's really flying by.

Yeah, just flying.

So, you're going?

To the dance? Yeah, I'm not with anybody yet.

Me neither, but it could be fun. It could be.

I was...

Thinking since you're not going with anyone. I'm not either it would be cool

if hey we need to talk now I'm now

What's

going on you guys are seriously starting to scare me someone is spilling all of

our secrets

Our deepest, darkest secrets. How would they even know them? No idea, but

apparently you were writing scandalous letters.

Um, what?

Look.

The chicken girl's deepest, darkest secrets.

One is moving to Crown Lake.

Two thinks she's due big time for Attaway. Three hates being a chicken

girl. And four still writes long texts to their ex. See, it's all there.

But are these even true?

I mean, I'm not moving to Crown Lake. My mom's boyfriend lives there. It's come

up before.

And you're?

I'm not too big time for Attaway, but yeah, it would be nice to live in a real

city.

And what about you? Well, I'm new here.

My mom says I should be casting a whiter net, but I definitely don't hate it.

What about you, Simone?

Sure, I still text Layla. It's whatever.

You never told us that.

This makes no sense.

Ayla posted it to her camogram. She said it basically fell out of her locker.

We'll see about that.

What is this?

I told you. I was opening my locker and it literally fell out. So that means you

posted on social media for everyone to see? Of course I did.

I'm so sick of you chicken girls thinking you're all that because of some

mediocre tradition.

Hey, traditions are important.

It's nice to see you taking down a peg.

What is wrong with you? Oh, grow up, Claire.

All I'm doing is showing the rest of the world that the high and mighty chicken

girls aren't as perfect as they seem.

We literally never said we were perfect. And did you write this?

Absolutely not.

Obviously, all of you guys are spilling your secrets to someone. And they wrote

it all down.

Hey, don't shoot the messenger.

Still, whoever wrote it, you shouldn't have posted it.

Okay, fine.

If it matters so much to you, here.

It's gone.

Happy?

I'm glad that's over.

Yeah, for now.

We still need to figure out who's spilling our secrets.

Yeah.

Sometimes my brother sleepwalks into the kitchen.

Maybe one of us wrote down a bunch of things in our sleep.

Pretty sure that's not how sleepwalking works, Sarah.

You sure you're just not trying to throw us off your scent?

Interesting how you were just blaming me two seconds ago and now you're blaming

Sarah. And what's that supposed to mean? That maybe you're the culprit and you're

pointing fingers at everyone else to distract us.

Until one of us comes clean, I'm not speaking to any of you. Me neither.

Same. Sounds good to me.

Simone, I... I saw Isla's post.

So stupid, it's just gossip.

So it's not true then?

About you and your ex?

Well, I mean, we still say hi every now and then.

Got it.

Look. Me and Layla were just friends. We were young. You get that, right? It was

nothing. Do you have feelings for her? Be honest with me.

I... I don't know.

She moved away when things started, and I didn't have time to process it.

It's fine, Simone. I get it.

But before that, I wanted to ask if you wanted to go to the dance with me.

Maybe I'm old-fashioned, but I just think people only have enough room in

their hearts for one person.

For now, let's just be friends.

Arwen.

I'm sorry, Simone.

Are you?

You're the only one I told about texting Layla. Not Claire and not Sarah.

You think I was the one that wrote all that down?

Why would I do that?

I don't know, Belle.

Why would anyone?

Hey, is now a good time?

So, someone posted this thing.

Here, let me send you a picture.

All the girls are mad at each other and I don't know how to make it better.

Wait, really?

Wow, that is not what I thought.

Thank you, Harmony. I miss you.

We all miss you.

Do any of you have a pen?

Can't hear you. Me neither. I can't hear you either. I can't even see you. I

don't even know who you are. Both being so immature.

Yeah, go ahead and write that down and send it to Isla. Why are you both being

so mean?

So what? Someone wrote down our secrets. Who cares?

Nobody wrote down our secrets.

What are you talking about?

It's not what you think.

They are chicken girl secrets, but they're not our secrets.

But we are the chicken girls.

So look.

It's like this.

A long time ago, when Harmony's sister Rhyme was just a freshman, the OG

Chicken Girls were dealing with a new principal.

She didn't want them to have Spring Fling.

And she had this sidekick, a kid named Sheldon.

Sheldon was obsessed with the Chicken Girls.

He found out things about each one of them.

Kayla's parents were divorced, and when her dad got sick, her mom moved to the

Crown Lake.

Quinn momentarily left the Chicken Girls and joined the rival dance squad, Power

Surge.

Ellie got discovered by a big shop music producer and wanted to move out of

Attaway.

And Rhyme had this big first love that didn't work out.

He moved away and she kept writing letters to him.

How do you know all this?

I called Harmony.

She said the girls found out that Sheldon was spreading nasty rumors about

them and got him to stop.

One of the pages must have got hidden in Atlas' locker, and when it fell out, she

thought it was about us.

So it hasn't been about us this whole time.

Well, it was, and it wasn't.

All the problems that the OG chicken girls had, we have them too.

Who are we going to ask the devs? Let me guess, it's... Boy-related.

It's like we're stuck in the past, but it's not even our own past.

So what do we do?

What we always do.

Be ourselves.

Hey, I know I told you I was still talking to Layla, but last night I

decided that was officially over, and I like you.

A lot.

I like you too, Simone, but I don't want to be your rebound.

And I promise you're not, and I know I still have to prove that to you.

So I was wondering if you wanted to go to the dance with me and my friends.

So just as friends?

Yeah, we can start there and see where it goes.

I like that idea.

Me too.

feels this good