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                             Chapter 3
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I wake up from a raging headache

I look around to notice i'm back in my room

What the fuck happened last night?

I get up and walk out of my room, downstairs

To see everyone there

"Hey Primrose, you feeling okay?" Marylou asks me

"No la-" Chris, Nick and Matt all start shaking there head no and mouth to not tell her or something

Oh shit she doesn't know about last night

"Yea i'm fine, my heads just sore" I lie

Well it isn't technically a lie

My head is sore

Just didn't tell her the reason why

"Did you have fun last night?" She asks

Wait she does know about last night?

"The boys said you all went to the beach" She says

Never mind she doesn't know

"Umm yea, we did" I lie

"Okay well there's some Advil in the cupboard, i have to go, i'll see you later okay?"

"Yea thanks" I smile

She leaves and i sit down at the counter

I groan and put my head down

"Advil and water" Someone says placing them down

I don't even lift my head to see which one it was

I can't tell, there voices are so similar

"Thanks whichever one you are" I say finally lifting my head and taking it

"You still can't tell us apart?" Chris asks

"Well i can tell it's you, i just don't know which is Nick and Matt" i admit

"We should get some name tags or something" Nick or Matt says

"Right Nick is the one with the mullet, and Matt has the middle part" Chris says

"Okay" i say putting my head back on

"You can't just sleep again?" Matt says

"Yea i can actually" I reply

"No you can't, did you forget how Sav said we're all going shopping? Well she asked you but then i just invited myself and everyone else" Chris says

"I do not remember that" I reply

"Sav can remember everything when she gets drunk, unlike some people" Chris gestures to me

"Shut up, i can remember some things" I say

"Like what?" Chris asks

"Ummm" I try to think of something i can remember

"Nevermind" i mumble

"Now go get ready" Nick says

"She's coming over here soon" He continues

I don't move from my seat

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