In the crowded world that is Wellsbury, Marcus found her─his star girl.
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In which Dallas finds someone to love after the traumatic events of her past
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Chapter Nine: Awkward Episode Three: Next Level Rich People Shit
Dallas quickly pulled Hunter through the window. "I can't believe you actually did this." Dallas chuckled, pulling him to her bed. "well I did it for you." Hunter said, kissing her softly. "Your room is pretty." He spoke. "Thanks, decorated myself." Dallas blushed. Hunter smiled at her, kissing her again.
There was a quick silent knock on the bathroom door before it opened. "Dallas I can't sleep with all your ru--" Ginny paused once seeing Hunter on top of Dallas, kissing her. "Oh." Ginny said, leaving through the bathroom door.
"I thought she'd be half knocked out. Sorry." Dallas spoke. "You're good." Hunter said, brushing her kinky-straight hair from her face. Dallas smiled at this action.
Dallas woke up to the sound of her mother's voice "Hey Plum. Whatcha still doing in bed?" Georgia called, grabbing the covers and opening the blinds. "Why is your window open?" Georgia asked. "Oh I was feeling hot." Dallas lied.
"Mhmm." Georgia spoke. However she had her suspicions. She shrugged to herself and left the room. Opening her phone, Dallas opened Hunter's snap. Her eyes widened at the scene. "The dog filter is so 2016" She snickered while texting him.
"Marty, I bought this house with the understanding that this money was gonna come through. I'm staring at a mortgage payment and utility bills. Marty, I am utterly broke, Okay? Please get me my money. I'm gonna have to resort to methods I don't wanna have to resort to." Georgia started before seeing Ginny and Dallas enter. "Have I found Jesus? No. Son of a bitch is playing hard to get. Please take me off the list of people to call." She finished before sighing.
"Slutty top." Ginny commented. "Got it at that shop you stole from. Waffle? Toasted 'em myself." Georgia spoke. Ginny showed her something. "What's this?" Georgia asked. "Sophomore Sleepover." Dallas answered. "Welcome to Pleasantville." Ginny continued.
"If you've always had a Tempur-Pedic, the notion of a sleeping bag on a gym floor is charming." Georgia spoke. "Mm. Ellen's running it. You can give her the money for our ticket." Ginny said. "Excuse me, misses. You two have a job." Georgia spoke. "We start today after school. We don't have any money yet." Ginny argued.
Georgia sighed. "How much is it?" She asked. "Hundred bucks." Ginny smirked. "To spend the night in a school you already go to?" Georgia complained. "You moved us to this white, rich-ass town. This is what they do here." Ginny spoke, eating unwashed blueberries. "Ginny! Did you wash those!?" Dallas exclaimed. Ginny shrugged. "These people are weird." Ginny continued. "Totally weird." Georgia agreed. "All night in the high school? Sounds like a waste of a Saturday." Dallas added. "Mm-hmm."
