Chapter 1: Jail

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RIGHT now, Hana, Teresa, Brenda, Harriet, Sonya and I are making smash cakes.

My cake had Cole Sprouse on it, Hana's had Tom Blyth on it, Sonya and Harriet both had Josh Hutcherson on it, Brenda's had Rain Spencer and Tom Holland on it and Teresa's had Benjamin Wadsworth on it.

I gotta admit, all of the people on the cakes were hot, except Tom Blyth and Josh Hutcherson, No offence to anyone. They aren't ugly just not my type.

"All these cakes are hot," Brenda said.

"Couldn't agree more," Teresa commented. God, I loved days like these, where we could just be ourselves and not worry about going to different universities. We didn't really care where the guys were in all honesty. That wasn't until I got a lovely call and the phone number was 911, aka the police station. I stepped into another room and answered the call.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey, Anika." It was Thomas's voice.

"What do you want now? You're ruining girl's night." I stated.

"Yeah... sorry. This might sound like A LOT to ask but do you think you can come bail us out of jail?" He asked.

"Ah, so that's why I got a call from 911."

"Yes," He said with an ashamed undertone.

"What did you do?"

"My call time's about to finish, please we'll tell you later." He pleaded.

"Fine, fine, we're coming."

"We're?"

"Yes, we're, you don't expect me to not bring the others along? Anyways, see you in a few and you better have a good explanation."

"Bye," He said before he hung up. I was not expecting to have to bail them out of jail. Oh, they owe me big time. I walked back into the kitchen and they all looked at me because I had a big grin plastered on my expression.

"Why are you so happy?" Hana asked.

"We get to go bail some naughty boys out of jail," I said and they looked shocked somehow.

"I'm sorry. What?" Hana asked again.

"You heard me. Seems like the boys were doing some illegal things. Wanna come with to bail them out?"

"Hell yeah, we are," Hana said, taking off her apron. Soon, we were all dressed in more... appropriate clothes to be seen in public and made our way to the Police station. we took two cars because one wasn't gonna fit all of us. After about 10 minutes of driving and different scenarios as to why they got arrested, we arrived at the police station.

We got out of the car and I made my way to the front of the police station and spoke to the officer.

"Hey, I'm here to bail out a group of boys," I said, trying to hide my laughter and sighs.

"Can I get the names of the people?" The officer asked.

"Yeah... Uh, Minho Lee, Thomas Edison, Newt Isaacs Aris Jones," I listed their names.

"And can I get your name please?" He asked in the same monotone tone.

"Anika le Roux," I swear, I was about to commit a crime of my own when I heard the price of the bail.

There goes my savings.

"I presume it will be by card?" The policeman asked.

"Uh, yeah." I got my card out of my purse and then paid the fucking fee that might make me murder the five boys. The officer disappeared to where the holding cells were and I heard him open one of them.

"Minho Lee, Thomas Edison, Newt Isaacs and Aris Jones, you have been bailed out by an Anika le Roux," The officer said before the five showed up at the front. I stood with my arms crossed and a grin on my face as they walked up to us.

"Care to explain why I just had to bail you five out?" I said with a tone a bit more aggressive than I intended.

"We'll pay you back, we promise," Newt said and I heard Sonya laugh.

"You don't need to pay me shit. Consider this a favor." I said, still waiting for them to explain.

"Who knew that Newt fucking Isaacs would ever be arrested," His sister snorted. I could practically hear Newt's glare.

"Minho," Hana started. "Care to explain?"

"We were caught underage drinking." He said bluntly. I tried stifling my laugh but it still escaped. "You have something to say, Lemon head?" Minho spat.

"How much did getting arrested crack your gigantic ego?" I heard the others around us groan.

"Guys, now is not the time to argue. Let's just go home," Teresa said.

"Good thing we brought two cars instead of one. One car won't fit everyone and Minho's plus-sized ego," I commented before walking out and getting my car keys.

The car ride home was really awkward since no one spoke. We arrived home and the boys made their way to the kitchen but they immediately stopped walking when they saw something on the counter.

Fuck, the smash cakes are still there.

"Is this what you guys do when you're alone at home?" Minho asked, turning to face us. "Is that Cole Sprouse? Who the shit likes him?"

"Hey! Cole Sprouse is hot. Hotter than you'll ever be," I spat before taking the cake and putting it in the fridge.

"Of course it was you. I bet your lock screen is also Cole Sprouse." I stopped walking. "Oh my God. It is Cole Sprouse," Minho laughed.

The other girls put their cakes in the fridge as well. It was really hot today even though it was winter right now.

All of us sat on the couch and started watching a movie. We decided on Mean Girls. Well, the girls and I decided on Mean Girls. The boys arrived at the lounge room too late so they didn't get a say.

"Didn't you watch this two days ago?" Newt groaned.

"Yes, Newt, but it's still a good movie," Sonya responded. The move went on for another 30 minutes when the power suddenly cut out. I heard everyone groan. I turned on my phone's flashlight and the light directly hit Minho in the eye.

Payback for making me pay thousands of bucks to bail you and your friends out, bitch.

"What the shit was that for?" Minho snapped.

"I couldn't see where you were. That was not my fault."

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