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The day was bright and cool, just one of those glorious fall days, the air was crisp and the leaves were just beginning to turn hundreds of shades of crimson. So, what was wrong with this picture?

"I don't know why you're so bothered by this?" Ellie groaned after listening to her roommate gripe non-stop about not receiving the first phone call from that annoying reporter Bijoux since late last night.

"Its just a feeling," Kendra sighed, "besides, there were atleast a dozen more ways I'd planned to torture her and now she doesn't call." The Ho said dejectedly, "I didn't even have a chance to connect her with the library to hear Kia play the organ."

"Oh brother, some how I think you had a little too much fun doing this," Ellie stated as they approached the Admin building. "Find something else to do, I'm sure there's some crisis to keep you occupied. Besides I have new EA alarms to buy, thought I'd get into the holiday spirit and see what's available for Halloween. Now have fun!" Ellie ordered as she headed to the parking lot.

"If you say so, but none as fun as harassing that annoying woman," the dejected secretary sighed as she trudged into the building.

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"You'll never guess what Emmy bought the General?" Kymira exclaimed as she and Jen walked down the crowded halls of the classrooms, both so wrapped up in conversation, neither one noticing the oddly dressed girl following them.

"What? Something good, I hope." Jen grinned as visions of Pink Banana regalia floated across her brain.

"A Hog!"

"Scuse me?" Jen exclaimed as they turned down a deserted corridor, loosing their shadow to the masses and continued their discussion of the new motorcycle.

Bijoux just shook her head, nearly sending her glasses to the far wall as the idea of anyone buying that gorgeous hunk- a- General livestock totally sent her into confusion, and quite frankly everything here confused her but the object of her affection. These women were extremely odd...she'd show the Jedi General what a real woman was she thought with a snicker as one student looked her up and down.

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"I'm telling you what I saw," Cal whined as he spoke with Laure and Dande.

"Please Cal, I think you've been working way too diligently," Dande sighed as she glanced at the clock. "Take some time off, relax and think about what you're saying."

"But I'm telling you, I saw some woman walking around in the middle of the night last night....she was a ghost I'm telling you, here one minute gone the next."

"There are no such thing as ghost," Laure groaned as she thought seriously about banging her head against her desk. She and Dande had been speaking to Cal about this ghost sighting for nearly two hours. And frankly short of drugging the boy she had no idea how to convince him otherwise.

"Maybe we can call those Ghostbusters guys," Cal interjected for the hundredth time. Granted this time Laure just ignored the remark and speed dialed the clinic as Dande glided to her side.

"You know I could get the Hippy to mind whammy him...," the Master level wench said rather uncharacteristically.

"Thank you Dande, lets try drugs first," Laure whispered as Cal now stood there singing 'Who ya gonna call...Ghostbusters,' at the top of his lungs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

Tara walked into the bar, taking a quick glance over her shoulder and finally collapsed onto a bar stool.

"What's wrong?" Judy asked as she noticed the slightly disturbed look on the Frosh Ho's face.

"Well, its just that, how do I explain this? There's this new grrl, she's odd," Tara stated as Judy just leaned against the bar and grinned. "No, not that type of odd, I mean really ODD!"

"Oh, what makes you say that?" Judy questioned as she returned to stocking the bar.

"I just got out of class, you know the one, "the art of redi-whip 101," Tara gleamed madly as Judy stopped what she was doing and sighed in remembrance of said class. "Ah...where was I, yeah, there was this odd grrl who looked like, well she seemed to be, I think she was going to, on second thought...she might have."

"Might have what?" Judy asked in exasperation.

"She might have....fainted," Tara whispered as Judy gasped in shock. "Come on, this doesn't sound right, maybe we need to speak with Emmy or Shana about these new admissions," Judy exclaimed as she grabbed Tara and headed to the door.

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The door to the clinic flew open just as Kendra was leaving to grab some lunch for the General and out of instinct she quickly stepped to the side as Darry marched towards the elevator and someone on the second floor.

"I'll show that....what ghosts...disturb me during my...drugged..." Darry could be heard mumbling as she walked.

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Kendra was on her way down the hallway once again when she spotted a group of new students gathered in the hall, hoping to see the General walk by, she couldn't help but grin at the memories of doing just that and continued on her way. That is until a familiar voice she'd taunted with such mirth stopped her in mid-stride.

"You!" Kendra shouted as she turned and spotted a Ho who definitely was not a Ho, if fashion had any say in the matter. "I'd know that voice anywhere, Bijoux!" She accused as those on the first floor began to peek out of their office doors at the commotion, one in particular, Emmy.

Seconds later Bijoux was a blur of mix matched color as she fled to the exit with Kendra in hot pursuit and Emmy upon hearing the utterance of the reporter's name quickly made a mad dash to the far exit to cut her off.

"What's going on?" The General demanded as he stepped out of his office after seeing a running woman and his secretary following. That is his secretary was following until she ran into a wall of black clad General. "Would you like to explain to me why you're chasing that grrl?"

"No... sorry, gotta run," Kendra tried to explain but he held her firm.

"Humor me." The General sighed as he pulled Kendra into the office as she still tried to break free with a loud groan. All she could hope for was that she could explain things to the General and that the Diva caught up to the reporter and that she could make it to the confrontation in time to get in on the action.