Entertainment Novels & Stories

Mckayla and Tatiana have already started eating without us, no surprise there, since Mckayla is always on punctual. Kristen is frowning as she sits next to Tatiana and Max. Dang it, I wanted to sit next to her! "Do they always stare at you guys?" She's referring to the people who won't stop looking and talking about us. I suppose today it's a bit too much because of the scandalous tape involving Max. "They are not looking at us." Mckayla says, her voice anything but friendly. It's not personal though, Mckayla is just naturally intimating.

he said leading the way back to the spacious living room. It was well decorated with a set of blue coaches. A chocolate colored coffee table in the middle resting on a fluffy green carpet. The walls had art and a wall clock, a seventy two inch TV screen above a small counsel. It was showing the MTV base channel. He was all music. "Look at me, the question is rhetorical" "Just because you're older than me doesn't mean you've gone through everything I've been through" "You're right, but thanks to the girl you have been more composed lately...let me get you a drink"

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I mentally facepalmed. Yup... the ad for new friends still on.

I mumble, avoiding eye contact. " No, it's something else." " You're seeing things that are not there." I say. " It's him, isn't it?" " Who?" I say, pretending to not know what she is talking about. " Mr C." " Mr C?" I quirk my brow at her. " Yeah, it's better to call him that way, instead of using his full name. You know that he's the hottest thing around here." " Not many pay attention to businessmen, they are interested in celebrities and -------"

one side of his lip twitched upwards in a grin. Annie smiled, her whole body feeling fuzzy because she never pictured herself sitting in a booth, drinking smoothies with Leo Smith. Hearing him say he's going to make her watch those movies meant that he must want to hang out with her again, which was a new and odd but still happy feeling for Annie. "Okay, what about music?" Leo asked, leaning forward. "What do you listen to?" Annie puckered out her lips in thought, Leo smiling at the cute sight. "Anything... chill. Khalid, Post Malone, Billie, Roy Woods." She looked at him worriedly, continuously getting anxious with the thought that he might find her weird.

"Let's go meet our Mom." •the end•