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Lucas stutters while nodding. I throw him on the ground, making sure he hits his behind. When I look over, Brian has already covered the bartender's ripped clothing with his jacket by draping it over her shoulders. A quiet thank you is mouthed by the terrified beta in my direction, and it hurts more than anything else that has occurred so far. Thanking me for accomplishing the bare minimum is inappropriate. "Let's get out of here", I groan at Brian. "She is traveling with us". The beta begins, "I can't leave the bar," but I firmly shake my head at him.

The cacophony of chattering teens and wafting pretzels assaulted my senses as I veered towards the food court. "Ohmigod, did you see Miles' new movie? He's such a dreamboat!" The high-pitched squeal made me wince as a gaggle of giggly girls brushed past in a cloud of sickly-sweet perfume. I shot them an annoyed glare, but they paid me no mind, too engrossed in their vapid celebrity worship. "I know, right?" Another voice tittered in agreement. "That man is absolute perfection. Although, I never understood what he saw in that Megan chick – she's built like a dude."

Emily cut in. "Shut up" Vivian said and turned back to Isabella. "Its not my fault that I thought that night after the party would turn to something more. Anyways I ran into him at the bar and he said it was just a fling and he had no interest in starting anything serious. Anyways it doesn't matter. I really don't care. I'm just telling you because birds of a feather flock together, and you just gotta be careful. Because one minute you might be moving in with Samson and making all these big plans and decisions together, and he will just wake up one morning, and to hell with everything. You can't trust these Men nowadays "