Chapter 1: Apartments

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Chloe's POV

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"You want to move out?!" Mr. and Mrs. Reyes exclaimed. "Mama! We're 20! We can live responsibly on our own!" Jaime exclaimed as Mr. Reyes snorted. "Chloe can anyway." Milagro muttered as she painted her nails blue. "And what's that supposed to mean?!" Jaime said as he turned to her. "Don't worry, I can take care of him." I whispered to Milagro, and she smiled. Jaime's mom said something in Spanish, and I picked up on the words 'rent' and 'local'. I was a slow learner. Jaime replied in Spanish, and his Dad argued back. It went on for a while. Milagro threw me a bag of popcorn, and I watched the ongoing fight. It went on for twenty minutes. Finally Mrs. Reyes sat down and sighed, then waved her hand. Jaime breathed a sigh of relief. "We're moving next week." He said as he smiled and turned to me. "Great. Where exactly?" I asked.

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ONE WEEK LATER

"And how are we paying for this massive apartment?" I asked. And by massive, I meant massive. It had one master bedroom, and a smaller one. One bathroom in the master bedroom, and another in the same hallway of the bedrooms. It had a full living room area, complete with a T.V. and gaming equipment. It had a giant kitchen, with two ovens, a sink, dishwasher, four stoves, a fancy fridge, a microwave, and millions of cabinets. It also had an area for a dining room table, not counting the table in the kitchen and the barstools. "Gar is. This is his boss's apartment complex, and she lets Gar buy anything, so he bought us this apartment. Well, technically, I bought it from him. He moved into a different one. He said he would enjoy renting this massive apartment to us, whatever that means." Jaime explained. "Okay then. How long is it gonna take to get all the boxes up here?" I asked.

"Not long. Bart's helping." Jaime said. Within a few seconds, all twenty of our boxes were moved upstairs. "Seven point three seconds. You beat Wally's record from when they moved into him and Artemis' place." I said while looking at the stopwatch Jaime was holding. "Not bad." Jaime said, and Bart grinned. "And this is why I love speedsters." I muttered. "Crash. Now where's the food. I already saw the grocery bags in the kitchen!" Bart said as he sped off. "Anndd that's why I also hate them. Don't eat the bananas! I'm saving them!" I yelled as I ran after Bart.

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"I officially love this place." I said as I threw some popcorn into my mouth. Currently I had my head in Jaime's lap on our new couch while we watched The Fate of the Furious. Jaime gave me a smile. "So brunette really wasn't your thing?" Jaime said as he ran a hand through my straight blonde hair. "Nope, I hated it. I don't really miss the curls though, they were a hassle." I said as I looked at my hair. "And, sorry to ask, but the scar?" He said as he ran a hand down my face. "According to M'gann, all of my memories were restored, but I still have no idea where this came from." I muttered. "It's ok. You still look beautiful." Jaime said as he placed a kiss on my forehead, and I smiled as I watched Vin Diesel drive his car.

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A short filler before we get into my personal favorite season, SEASON THREE OF YOUNG JUSTICE!!!

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