Chapter 7 |Gerbera Daisy|

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"Flowers grow back, even after they are stepped one

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"Flowers grow back, even after
they are stepped one. So will i"

ESTELLE'S POV:

I feel like I'm losing the rest of my brain cells listening to them argue, they've been going at it for a while now, I'm pretty sure we've got the whole diner's attention, Christian blocking me was getting harder so I decided to go under the table.

I want a cake pop, I could be getting one If these children would just grow up, I really need to get back to the apartment, coco probably has to use the bathroom, and I forgot to water my flowers this morning.

"This is harassment, you do know that right?"

"it's Not harassment, we're asking questions about a missing person"

"Oh, for fuck sake. She's not fucking here" Federico and Thea bicker back and forth, I think Christian left, but I can't see because the pole that's holding the table up is blocking my view.

I'm getting bored and the floor is dirty, I put both my hands on the seat, pushing myself up, "guys, I think I have a splinter" I called out, Xena stopped talking midway into her sentence to look at me.

"You bitch-" she said lunging towards me, Thea grabbed her by the hood of her hoodie,

we're going to get kicked out,

Thea pushed Xena into the seat next to me before sliding into the seat next to Federico.

"Girls this is Reesie, Reesie this is Thea and Xena" I introduced them, they're going to have to get along if we're all going to be friends.

"Reesie" Xena snorted from beside me.

"Well his real name is Federico but you know I'm not good with names."

"Why the hell were you under the table, did you give him a-" I interrupted her nasty assumption.

"Ew, Gross of course not, I wasn't under there at first, the other guy that was standing here was blocking me from your view," I want the ground to swallow me up right now, out of everything she could have said she thought It would be a good idea to make it awkward.

"The one with the pretty eyes?" Thea questioned.
pretty is an understatement, I don't think any words can describe how cool they look, my grandmother on my mom's side had had Heterochromia, and like I said I've never met anyone with it she died before I was born so never got to meet her but Mamá would always talk about her, she also showed me a couple of pictures.

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