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As I set the table I heard a husky voice saying, "Hello Cynthia. Thanks for having us over for dinner. I brought wine!"  When I was finished who I saw next shocked the shiznit outta me. It's Mack....and, who I assume is his little sister and Dad.

"Hello! You must be Sydney. Your mom has told me a lot about you and your sister, Ellie. My name is Ryan Wilds, this my son, Tristan and my daughter Tessa.", he extended his hand. I shook his hand. "Nice meeting you, Mr. Wilds. Please call me Syd." I waved at Mack and crouched down to Tessa and tickled her. She started to giggle and said, "You are very pwetty!" She had dimples and very beautiful, long, curly hair. I smiled and said, "My sister is around your age. Would you like to meet her?" She nodded. I excused myself and took her to Ellie's room. As soon as Ellie saw her she screamed, "You bwought me a new fwiend!!!!!! YAAYYYY!!!" I left the girls to do whatever their heart's desired and I went back downstairs.

When I came downstairs I saw my mom and Mr. Wilds giggling together and Mack rolling his eyes. "Syd, sweetie, give Tristan a tour of our home." , my birthgiver commanded me. I nodded and grabbed Mack's hand. As we were going upstairs I took him to my room, I shut the door and told him to make himself at home.


He smiled and sat on my bed. "What's your story?", he asked. I smirked and said my name was Sydney but he can call me Syd, that I'm from Malibu, and I want to be a singer, fashion designer or a pediatrician. He laughed and smiled.....GOD, that smile... now I see why these girls are dehydrated all the time. "What interesting choices..", Mack states. I ask him, "What's your deal?" He told me that he is the captain of the football, basketball and track team but really wants to be a rapper, singer, and actor.

"You sing?!"

"Yeah."

"Sing me something then.", I challenged.

(A/N: Insert "Remember the Time" by Mack Wilds here lol)

"Wow! You really got pipes there." , I complimented.

"Thanks!"

"Can I offer some constructive criticism? You know, singer to singer..."

"Sure."

"You need just a little bit more work on your runs and you could use a little work on the range as well."

"What are runs and range and how in the hell am I gonna work on them?"

"I can help if you want."

"Okay. Fine. Cool."


I smiled, "We need to set up a schedule for you." He smiled, "Hook that up then let me know what you come up with."

The awkward silence that followed was getting too real.

"So...,"

"Yeah."

I looked at him, "Sangria. That's your girl?

He chuckled," Yeah. How do you know? You just got here."

"Her and Pebbles were the first and only girls I met here so far.", I stated.

He smiled and nodded. "Her and I have been together for a couple months now. It's been... a fucking roller coaster.", he laughs.

I laugh, "She seems like the type. She is very entertaining, energetic, just.... interesting."

We both crack up and then my mom calls us down to eat. After dinner, we head back up to my room.


"You know what Syd?", he says out of the blue. I nod. "You are one of the coolest, funny girls I met. You're the only girl I know at MJP that ain't lustin' after my flesh."

I laugh, " I was thinking about it but you're taken by my friend." "Yeah, " he pauses, "I kinda wish I met you before San..."

His dad calls him downstairs to go home. I hug him and say bye. He says the same. "See you at school tomorrow." "Okay."

I lay awake thinking about what he said or what he was about to say. Damn... why?! Why did he have to say that... or almost say that. Ughhhh. I'm just gonna act like those words didn't come from that gorgeous, juicy, succulent... damn it! I'm not supposed to be thinking these thoughts about my best friends boyfriend. As I stare at the ceiling my eyes start to get heavy.

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