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"B*tch it's soooooo hooooottt," I groaned. It's so hot today and I don't know why. "B*tch please, it's raining outside, how can you still feel hot?" Rhea raised an eyebrow at me. "Hot you say? Well that's because I'm here and I'm—" "Shut up! Jordan!" Cora and Rhea didn't let Jordan finished his speech about him being 'hot'. "Why are we in the market again?" I asked, like seriously, we're in a freaking super market!

Dario said, “you should check it out.” “I will.” I nodded to Contessa. “Surprise me.” With a smile, she went back through the swinging door to the kitchen. Dario was still standing near the decanter. He looked at Dante. “Drink?” “Nope,” he replied. “I have a few meetings after dinner. Dad wants me to check and see what’s happening with Tony’s shit. We need the trucks especially with the additional product Roríguez promised.” “The man who was murdered yesterday?” I asked.

Twenty minutes later, my face is freshly scrubbed, and I've pulled on a pair of well-worn yoga pants and a tank top when my phone chimes with an incoming text. We need to talk. Can I come up?

Thankfully, Cas and I had drank enough water and eaten enough that we just had a mild headache that was easily cured with a couple of painkillers. "Can we go to The Spot? I need some greasy food to end this nightmare." Don whined and the rest of us agreed. We quickly showered and dressed. Scarlett insisted that we take her car. In the car, Cassy called our Mom's to let them know that we were going to spend the day with Scar and Don. They didn't seem to mind since they were so busy. The Spot was busy since it was a Saturday morning, especially since it was the Saturday before the first day of school. We pulled up and it felt like everyone turned to watch us walk in. I looked at Cassy and she

From: Noah Elordi I'll be posting my latest vlog at 7 pm tonight. Make sure to watch it. I texted Noah that I will surely watch his vlog tonight with a smiley emoticon. It was my third day here in America. I busied myself visiting some famous places here and did some shopping. I was a bit inspired by Noah's compliment on my styling skills, that is why I tried to do some styling on myself. I wanted a different look for myself. I want something new.

Quinn flushed, cheeks blossoming rosy red while she cast he eyes down, "I should change your name from Trigger Happy Suzzie to No Filter Tom." "Tom?" He asked, holding his hand out and helping Quinn out, "that's a fucking terrible name." "Your name is Ace," she deadpanned and I was getting the clear impression that he and she had gotten a lot closer over the last few months because she didn't even stammer when talking to him, "it isn't that creative, to begin with."

" So when he gets back, what are you planning to do? Will you tell him? " " What ? no no I can't tell him now maybe later ". "Ok but Aria" she called me. "Yes" I answered " Will I also have a mate like you" " I don't know , do you want a mate ? " I asked. "Uhumm I'm just asking, do you know what the time is " Elia said changing the topic. "No I don't know but it should be two o'clock in the afternoon" I said. " two ? Why is it so cold here?"

Oren smiles and his white set of the tooth appears. " I like you, you are a good friend, " Ace wanted someone who tells him that, he wanted someone to befriend him. "thank you, " Ace says with a blush, he is not used to it. " How was your day?" Oren asks and hops on the counter. "good, " Ace says quickly and gets back to washing the dishes. Oren scoff and glares towards Ace. " I want an honest answer, " Ace frowned, Why is he asking? It's not like anyone would care about how he truly feels.

Zoe asked sensing that Dale might cause greater problems for her. "Tell me do you by any chance know when he comes?" "I don't know." Zoe cried out "and I'm tired of this feeling, please help me." "Hey trust me when I say, I can help you through this. Okay?" Dale assured. "And now I need you to think and tell me when last he came over." "He came last week Saturday," Zoe answered reluctantly with a sigh. "Good. Anything new happening tomorrow Saturday?" "There's none except the confession and the choir rehearsals," Zoe answered, still not sure at what point she was driving.