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༘˚⋆𐙚｡ 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 .. ⋆𖦹.✧˚
# chapter three would gladly ❝ isaac and anna are flirting! ❞ ( 𝜗𝜚 ⋆｡ 🐇 ／ ⋆ ۪ 🩰 )
SKIPPING ACROSS THE PATH that leads to the walter house, the girl is on a high. for whatever reason, julianna woke up with a smile on her face. she feels like nothing can ruin her mood.
hopping up the porch steps, a gloomy lee garcia whizzes past the girl on his skateboard. "nice to see you, leelee!" juli exclaims. she snorts at the middle finger he blindly sends her way behind his back.
juli pulls open the door, shutting it gently behind her. "heeyyy," she calls, dragging out the word. making her way down the corridor, she peaks into the living room only spotting danny and cole.
"he's in his room, juli," cole smirks without even glancing at the girl. scoffing, she walks over to the couch and drops down right between the two boys with an 'umph'.
"and what if i just wanted to see my favourite walter twins?" she grins, slinging an arm around either one of their necks and smushing her cheeks against theirs.
"we're the bestest of friends, don't you agree danny boy," the smile doesn't leave the girl's face, finding her teasing funny.
"oh, shut up, juli," cole shoves the girl off and she lets out a laugh. "go annoy your man."
"you love me," she singsongs, ignoring his last comment about 'her man'. instead she gets up off the couch, yelling, "bye danny!"
"bye jules!" he shouts back. juli rolls her eyes when she hears cole smack his brother with a pillow.
heading up the stairs, benny flies past her, most likely on a sugar rush. "hi, anna," he screams when he's halfway down the stairs.
she laughs, "hi benny."
she brushes her fingers up the wooden banister as she goes, smiling. making her way down the hall, the girl stops outside isaac's door and doesn't bother knocking.
yanking on the handle, she beams as she walks in. "buenos tardes, isaac," smiling, julianna lets the door fall shut behind her as she flops on his comfy bed.
"don't you ever knock?" he questions, raising an unamused brow at the girl as he swivels in his chair, taking his attention away from whatever he was doing and instead putting it onto her. as he always does.
"nope," she pops the p, rolling over to lay on her stomach.
facing him, she props her elbows up and rests her face in her hands. swinging her feet, jules grins and asks, "how are you on this fine afternoon?"
