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Prologue They’re four characters in this episode: me, the narrator—Mitchelle, a 19-year-old Latino pornstar. My 21-year-old best friend, Adele, an ebony OnlyFans celebrity, and our boyfriends—my boyfriend Dave, he’s a robotic engineer, and Adele’s boyfriend Duke, a poet. Dave’s 27, Duke’s 28. You must be wondering how these nerds pulled baddies. Yeah, it’s surprising to me and Adele too.

Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face. "Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee. "Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating. I nearly choke on my donut. Fantastic. Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp. Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han

Everyone thought we would be friends again after our little fight, but it never got better. After a few years, that same girl moved away, and I thought that things would get better between us, but instead, Vanessa came on the scene. She would follow him everywhere. Sage and Vanessa started hanging around with Derek, Kyle, and my two cousins, Xavier and Arica. That's when I lost them. That's when the four boys got the nickname the Fab4.

I laughed as Jasper rolled one round before standing up. “Seriously, you two are already crowned the golden couple in school!” Payton squealed excitedly as she showed us the screen of her phone. “Literally celebrity level!” Everyone crowded around the small screen of her phone. It was a F******k page named Riverdale Golden Couple, and there were already close to a hundred followers. “This is so over!” Clara shrieked as she snatched the phone over and started scrolling through the page. The page was filled with photos, not just on bonfire night. This morning in the hallways. Our individual photos in class. Heavily edited photos of Clara and I with captions all over.

The inside was pink. A girl. I started crying. Derek started crying. Luca hugged me. Eli hugged me. Luke hugged me. Hope pointed at the cake. She said pink. Luca said yes. Pink for a baby sister. She said sister. She smiled. Grace clapped. Derek Jr. slept. The painting watched from the window. That night, we sat at the table. Seven people. One table. Eli raised his glass. He said to Grace. The new baby.

“I’m 5’7 and only Dad gets to call me that, and I’m the older twin.” “Well doesn’t mean I can’t treat you like the princess that you are.” I smiled, even after the call ended. I breathed out, looked at where his clothes were, and I needed to find an outfit for the carnival, but the carnival was four hours again, so I needed a little practice before I left. I put on my training shoes, and Aimes’ Jersey. He was going to kill me for it, but I didn’t mind, I needed something to wear since mine got torn, and he was the one who promised to get me another one, so?

I tried to search for him on f******k but nothing came up. I also tried on I*******m and luckily I found his account. It's a private one. I tapped the follow button to send a follow request, well I want to be friends with him. Her i*******m icon is so cute. That's probably his graduation photo when he was a child. After three minutes he accepted and followed me back. I smiled. So he’s active on the i*. I saw his photos, only a few pictures were posted on his account. In all of his pictures, his eyes are what really grabs my attention. His eyes are really expressive.

“I have no idea what I’m doing.” Simone perched at the edge, scrolling through ideas on her phone. “You’re planning a date night, Lia, not negotiating world peace.” “It feels like world peace!” I protested, flipping over dramatically. “It’s four guys. Four. How do you even plan something for four mates at once?!” She snorted. “Easy. You make it about food and cuddling. Boys are simple.” I gave her a flat look. “You do realize my mates are overgrown wolves with egos, right?”

It was very embarrassing. "So, April this is everyone." Marcus said then he pointed at a guy who was at the far end of the couch. He had a girl on his lap. The guy had a few strands of his hair dyed purple matching with the girl that was in his lap who had whole of her hair dyed purple. From a far I could spot a few facial piercings from both of them. They had a certain unique sense of fashion and they eluded a certain type energy. "That is Felix and his girlfriend Skyla. They have emo kind of vibe."Marcus whispered the last statement and I thought it made more sense now.

We killed it with those memes. I smiled, the knot in my chest loosening. LensCrusher: Yeah. That stupid hockey gif had me laughing until my sides hurt. Real guys should be more like you. Easy to talk to. No pressure. Just safe and real. You get me without trying. MidnightMVP: Safe? You’re gonna have me smiling over here. Keep talking. What else went down today? LensCrusher: Social media exploded after. The show posted our picture. Millions of views already. Everyone’s calling us the new favorite couple. I cried hard in the bathroom earlier. I felt so trapped and exposed.