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Jack was serious when he said that because Cassandra is like his younger sister. Marty’s lips curled up, he was glad to know that Cassandra’s friends are protective over her. He held Cassandra’s hand and squeezed it gently. Marty was delighted that he is Cassandra’s first boyfriend. Marty drank one bottle of beer only after that he drank juice just like Cassandra is doing while her friends were singing. "Cassandra, don't you want to sing?" Jean gave Cassandra the microphone. Jean picked Ed Sheeran’s “Thinking Out Loud”. Cassandra got up and took a seat on the stool.

The quiet question that always sat deep down rang in my ears… and after that, what next? I turned my head to look at Cassian, who was already singing “Unethical” at the top of his lungs. Nothing… I wouldn’t let anything wipe away the kind of happiness I could see written all over him. He turned to me mid-song. “While I am, breaking all the rules…” He paused to hum the rest, making me burst into laughter. “You don’t even know the lyrics!” “Yes, I do!” he protested, now singing at the top of his lungs.

"Canon, you son of a bitch. Eavesdropping on us? I don't know what you think you're up to. Did you put them up to this somehow? I don't know what your game is, but when we're done with them, we're coming for you. You stay right there, wherever you are. I'll find you. I knew you were gonna try something, but I didn't think you'd be this slop- Ptthhhhhh! What the fuck, Candy?! Was that...?! Did... did you? Why would you...?" Isa trailed off. Over the sound of Abbie and Taylor cheering, I just made out Candy's voice. "I'm sorry, mama. It was part of the plan." What next? she texted back at me. Your turn. I walked in the front door in time to see Cassie putting her phone back in her pocket, look

“Where you try to crawl into your collar.” Crap. I straightened my back, prying my hands off the bottom of my jacket. Before I could say anything else, the door flew open. The music slammed into us like a wave, air rushing out too — thick with sweat, cheap booze, body spray, something warm and expensive that made my throat close up. Cassidy stood glowing in the doorway, wearing a silver dress so bright it hurt a little to look at. “Oh my god, you actually came!” she said. Her voice jumped up in surprise, then pulled itself back down. “I mean... that dress is so hot”

Cassidy cried out for Thomas again and again before she was gagged and everything went black. * Morning air after the storm was crisp and cool, often a sign of an early autumn. Birds chirped quietly as the sun was covered in a blanket of clouds, smells of fresh grass and rain flooded the Kansas plains. Opening both eyes slowly, Cassidy was met with the sight of an open prairie and gentle rolling landscape. Pain danced it's way through her body, comfort scarce and warmth barren. Will I die, Father? Cassidy thought to herself, not being able to trust her mouth. Maybe, she moved her eyes up to look at the clouds, then closed them again, Thomas was correct - shall I ask for forgiveness or am I t

The rest of the team attempted to dress up a bit more than regular for the commemoration night, coordinating with the brilliant complements and decorum. Cassie was looking tricky as well, wearing a turquoise- shaded jumpsuit that immaculately embraced her solid outline. Sydney inclined against her hand and murmured, giving Cassie a few enormous eyes as music pumped between them. Sydney grinned. “What?” she hollered over the music. “Can you accept this?” Cassie said, inclining into Sydney’s ear. “Who would have thought that both you and I would be committed to men who can turn into fucking animals?”

Cassie's cheeks flushed a deeper pink as she gave me a playful glare "I don't know what you're talking about” "Mhm” I hummed She gave Liam a quick kiss goodbye, and he told us to drive safe before heading off. Cassie and I made our way to the car and as soon as we hit the streets the radio started blasting a familiar tune ‘Fairytale by Alexander Rybak’ Without missing a beat, we both started singing along to it. "I'm in love with a fairytale, even though it hurts…" We bobbed our heads singing out the lyrics with a ridiculous amount of enthusiasm.

Out of all the inaccurate information I’d seen so far, they at least got that part right. “I thought I was supposed to be escaping my troubles, but you’ve got us watching werewolves and vampire’s fight.” I said teasingly. Cassidy’s face broke out into a grin, her sea glass eyes twinkling with laughter in the low light. She tossed a handful of popcorn into her mouth, groaning happily as she chewed. “Ugh, I just love popcorn. And hey, at least there’s no witches in the movie!” She giggled. Then she waggled her eyebrows and said, “Plus who doesn’t like watching two attractive men fight over a girl?”

“What are you doing? Let me go!” Cassidy shouted, twisting in Jaylord's arms. Her heart pounded with disgust and fear. Jaylord’s grip tightened as he sneered, “Why fight it, sweetheart? Your mother sold you for thirty thousand dollars. You belong to me now.” Cassidy froze, shock flooding her chest. “What…?” Her voice cracked. Jaylord leaned in, his breath hot and foul. “She’s not even sick. She just wanted your money. But don’t worry. Be a good girl, and maybe I’ll treat you nicely.”

Cassidy said excitedly. Cassidy ended up dressing her in black sweat pants, a white tank top, black, white and silver Jordans, and a black crop leather jacket. She curled her hair and did her make-up. She then added a cap on her head, together with some chunky jewellery. By the time she was done, the girls were impressed. “You look hot enough to turn me,” Ivy winked. “You just connected with Cain,” Calypso reminded with a laugh. Isla wiggled her eyebrows. “Doesn’t mean you look any less hot.”