It is time for round two, and things are only going to become crazier this time around.  (This story is currently in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on August 14th)

Alexa groaned as her pants vibrated. “Please tell me that isn’t who I think it is.”

She muted the television and pulled out her phone. “Ugh, it’s Terry. Great.” Alexa took a deep breath. “Hello?”

             “Alexa. Hey, how are you?”

             “Recovering.”

             “Hey, now what is there to recover over. So, what if you are a bit blue? It is only temporary. You said it yourself in a tweet that it was coming off.”

             “I am not going to the last round of the competition, Terry!” Her cheeks turned purple. “Do you hear me!”

             “Now, let’s not make any rash decisions here. The competition is just two days away, and we will have to spend some of that time traveling. It will take quite a bit of time to travel all the way out to California. So please be ready for when I come over.”

             “I said no! I am waiting for this gunk to fade away so I can reschedule my date with Norman. It was bad enough that our time together last time was ruined.”

             “Hey, I know. He can come with us. It will be so magical.”

             Alexa slammed her fist down on the side of the seat. “I am not dragging him into this.

He can’t see me all blue and bloated. I told you that before.”

             “So, I shouldn’t of gotten all three of us tickets on a plane leaving for California in a few hours?”

             “Terry. I just. . .” Alexa took a deep breath. “Fine. We can go out there, but no competition and no formula, you got it? I have had enough of this nonsense.”

             “Meet you at Arendals Airport in three hours. Love you.” The line went dead.