Bailee Madison Just Go With It Novels & Stories

She lifted one hand and took a deep breath, making Alex and me laugh. “You okay?” I asked, and she glared at me. “I think I’m just a bit… hormonal, maybe,” Bailee admitted. “But I will not be the one dealing with her tantrum when she can’t find it. It was out of sight, out of mind, Alex. Why couldn't it have just stayed out of sight, out of mind?” “Bash has this,” Alex said, and Bailee winced, tilting her head from side to side as she considered it before nodding and quietly wishing Sebastian good luck with her daughter under her breath.

I said nothing since he hadn’t given me a command to speak. "Can you act normal for once?" Bailey’s voice suddenly rose in frustration. "Stop copying Maddie all the time! We wanted an obedient sister, not a damn robot!" I looked at his face calmly. There was anger, agitation, and confusion. I answered softly, "Please define 'normal.'" The color drained from Bailey’s face. Dad and Mom didn’t look any better. Dad immediately called the academy.

It was a string of texts from Jake. “Good. At least you know your place. I’ll let everything slide this time. “My birthday’s tomorrow. You can come. What did you get me this year? “Don’t act all high and mighty now. You think you’re better than me? “Answer me!” Madison stared at the screen in silence. Then she blocked him. Without looking back, she passed through security and boarded her flight out of North City.

Instead, his eyes went straight to me. “Ready to go?” he asked coldly. Madison blinked. “Ryan… hi. I didn’t know you were picking up Hailey.” He didn’t even look at her. Hailey, what happened?” he asked, studying my face. “Nothing,” I said quickly. “Madison is just—” But Madison cut me off. “I was simply telling her the truth,” she said, shrugging. “If she wants to sleep her way through wealthy older men, that’s her business.”

Was he really so ashamed? Madison, still leading Tom around, walked over to Hailey and took her hand. Hailey let Madison pick her up. Limply, she felt her hand joined with her brother's, then lifted over their heads in triumph. The crowd seemed to respond in a frenzy, but Hailey couldn't tell exactly because all she could hear was a persistent, dull roar. "But he's my brother," she said. Mumbled it really. Speech was not her strong point at the moment. "You're both wearing clothes," Madison said, "What's the big deal?" That seemed to be her answer to everything. Go down Niagara Falls in a barrel? You're both wearing clothes. What's the big deal?

Still bright, still bubbly, but with a sincerity under it. “Okay,” she said. “Real talk.” My stomach tightened. “Okay.” Bailey held up a finger. “First: I’m awkward. Second: I get excited. Third: people in Moonbrook can be… intense.” “That’s not reassuring,” I said. Bailey nodded. “Fair. But I’m not trying to freak you out. I’m trying to… help you not get blindsided.” “By what?” Bailey’s gaze flicked to the window, the forest line beyond my yard. Then back to me.

“Elliot…'' The receiver suddenly yawned, ''You called... What's the matter?'' ''I know you know where Lee's villa is.'' Theo's voice sounded lazy. ''I do. Why?'' ''Listen, Theo... Pack your things up and go here. You shall stay here with me.'' ''What? Now?'' Theo sounded really shocked, ''Are you kidding? I thought it’s going to be tomorrow?'' ''To hell with that. Just follow my instructions. Leave now and come here.'' ''But –'' ''Do you want me to tell your parents that you got failing grades in one of your major subjects? You wouldn't want that, right?''

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"What the fuck are you trying to say?" She pouts her overfilled lips. "You still carry wads of cash in your pocket, don't you?" I exhale through my nose, not giving an answer. I always carry cash on me. It's a habit, one of those things inherited in me from years of knowing you can't always rely on accounts and cards. Moris takes my silence as confirmation, and her laughter is hollow. "Your trust in her is sad." She leans in, lowering her voice like she's whispering some kind of secret. "I saw Beca—"

Using her fingerprint, he unlocked the phone and quickly opened her messaging app. The latest chat records came into view with a tap. Mackie: "Hey, babe. Those three idiots have already locked that bitch in the greenhouse." Katie: "You're amazing! They never suspected you?" Mackie: "Suspect me? Ha, those three fools only feel sorry for me. A few tears, and they'd hand me their hearts. Bianca is powerless against me." Katie: "What about your graduation thesis?"