(COMPLETED) Elodie a girl who has had a very hard life , dealing with cranks she thinks her life can't get any worse. It did , when she met kids from wicked .
Endgame: Minho
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— CHAPTER 12 the gossip — —————————————————————— —
Me and Brenda parked outside of my old apartment building and just sat in the car yelling about how annoyed we were.
"Like why does he love the Glader's so much?!" Brenda said.
"Right?! What's so awesome about them?!" I said back to her.
"Absolutely nothing." Brenda said and we both laughed. It felt good to talk about everything. "Oh and-" I said but was cut off by Somone knocking on the window. We both screamed bloody murder.
I looked out the window and saw Jorge with wide eyes. "What the f*ck Jorge!" Brenda said and I laughed. I rolled the window down. "What do you want?" I asked him. "Come back to the house" Jorge said. "No thanks." Brenda said and we both sarcastically smiled at Jorge.
"Okay I get it. You're mad, whatever now come home." Jorge said. "We're good" I said. "Guys-" jorge said. "We will come back when they're gone." Brenda said and I nodded. "Don't pretend you don't like Minho." Jorge said. My face got red and I looked at the steering wheel. Brenda gasped and looked at me. "You like Minho?!" Brenda said kinda loud. "Shut up!" I said. "Ooooooooo" Brenda said, we all started laughing and I looked at Jorge.
"Please come back I can't do it alone." Jorge said. I hesitated but caved in. "Fine, but you have to deal with them." I said. "Yea, we can't keep putting ourselves at risk because of them." Brenda said. "Deal." Jorge said and he hoped in the back and I drove back to his place.
The three of us talked for a while before finally getting out of the truck and walking inside. When we opened the door I saw shattered glass on the floor. My mouth fell open and Brenda sorta laughed.
