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She really had no shame, she had the audacity to beg for forgiveness after spilling everything and exposing herself a few minutes ago. “I'm not the person you should be apologizing to” mateo replied “Go apologize to miss brielle if you want to go scot free”

What is happening? T. B. C!!

She draws out the words, eyes glittering with glee. "I am dedicated," I say. "There's a reason I'm not going, it's just... personal." I'm sure that must sound extremely stupid. Beth's eyes twinkle. "Well, I guess not all Enfablers are for life. There are always gonna be wannabes". It's ironic that Beth would say that. She and the other Bs only really got into Fable at the end of last year, but since then they've made up for lost time. The Three Bs are the kinds of girls who give Enfablers a bad name. Sending threats to the boys' girlfriends on Twitter. Hating on other fandoms. Turning fans against each other.

Frederick wipes his forehead with his pink handkerchief. Denise rolls her eyes. This friend of hers acts more like a girl than her. "Yeah, yeah. You don't have to tell me that, Rica." She stands up and smiles at the old psychic. "Thank you for letting us hide under your table, madam. But those guys, they aren't really lovers." Frederick smiles mischievously, "Hmm.. not yet." "Right." Then the two of them giggle. Yes, they are one of the shippers of the SC President X Campus Heartthrob pairing.

Xane said, his voice carrying that lazy drawl that always sounded half amused, “that you actually wasted your allowance on that busted Street Fighter machine at the arcade?” “It wasn’t busted,’ I shot back, grinning even though he couldn’t see me. ‘You just suck at it.” “I don’t suck,’ he protested. ‘I strategically lose to lure my opponent into a false sense of security.” “Sure,’ I laughed. ‘Keep telling yourself that. You button-mash like a toddler.” “I’ll have you know I’m undefeated in Mario Kart,” Xane countered, mock offense dripping from his tone. “Only because you pick Rainbow Road every time and throw everyone off the track,” I said.

-Tomorrow my boy fights and I want you to go see him and tell me what you think- he says as I approach him once I'm off the treadmill. -And why do I have to go, I mean, my opinion is no big deal- I say with a shrug. - You have the blood of a Walker in your veins and you know a lot about boxing, since you were a little girl- he answers confidently. -All right, then send me the address and the time of the fight so I don't forget, what's his name- I ask. -The devil Cambell - he answers smiling. -Okay, as you say- I make a gesture of indifference.

I openly disagree with Max, flipping through my law book this time 'round, not really paying any attention to what I'm reading, "she's hotter." I really should be studying. If I fail, it's on Bell and Max. Bell swats me on the chest, now enraged. "Screw you guys," she frowns before switching on the TV in an attempt to distract herself from the situation. She ends up on the sports channel, the channel Max usually watches. "O.M.G.! That's BroJay's car!" Troy shouts in giddiness, deafening me in the process. "Because it is Jay driving it," I answer casually, used to seeing him race on TV. He's making quite the name for himself. As far as I know, he's been in Formula 1 for the last year or so.

“I reckon this game is gonna end in arguments, breakups and serious fights.” “How the fuck do you even know that Alicia?” Xavier asked, voice rising. “Just answer the question, is it true?” Xavier bit down on his lip and drank instead of answering the question. “It must be true then,” Betty said. “His mum’s best friend is a milf, what can prove that his mum isn’t also one, those that enjoy fucking their son’s friends and whatever.” “Shut the hell up Betty, don’t talk about my mum like that.” Xavier fired back.

“We just…went to this shady gaming café and someone stole our backpacks.” He looked at both Kit and Earth and they both nodded, agreeing to play along. “Is that where you got the black eye?” Prem asked. “Here, I got some chilled soda. Why don’t you hold it to your eye for comfort?” “Thanks.” Ben took the can gladly before holding it to his eyes. “Yeah,” Kit told his friend; agreeing to his question earlier. “Something like that. But we’ve learned our lesson. And we’ve made up already.” “I’m glad to hear that.” Prem smiled. “But it’s fine. I don’t need a new phone.”

Then he suddenly laughed, which confused her. “Why are you laughing?” she asks her husband. Maximo walked towards her. "Aww my innocent wife, you're so cute," he whispered, then he kissed her on the neck. "It's not a mini sofa, it’s a sex ramp," he whispered in her ear. She stepped backward and blinked her eyes in surprise. "A what?" "It's called the sex ramp, a tool used to make sex positions more exciting and adventurous. Want to try? "It's best for the sex angle," Maximo explained to her.