Super Rich Kids (GxG)

Sabotage and Black Mail

"Are we sure this can't wait until the weekend?" Myles groaned as he pulled the heavy blanket over his head once more.

"I mean you shouldn't have had seven shots on top of playing three rounds of beer pong," Chanel reminded him, yanking the blanket off of him for the third time.

He groaned, "At least I won that huge Icee,"

It was six in the morning, meaning we had over two hours before school started since it was still a Wednesday– which gave us two hours of meeting time that we decided to hold at Myles house.

And after telling every detail from last night to Chanel while he inevitably slept, it was officially time to plan.

Chanel wiped the dried up marker off of the white board, "So they're all drug fiends, good to know," she summed up all of the details I previously told her.

"Not all of them I don't think, some of them declined last night," I replied remembering how half of them refused to do whatever it was Pearl, Hayley, and Lucas were doing.

Chanel drew on the board, "That was probably because you were there," she pointed out but I had a feeling that it wasn't true.

"So why did one of them warn me to not take anything from them?" I questioned and as soon as the words left my mouth I remembered that I left that small detail out.

Chanel's brows raised, "One of them warned you not to take drugs from them?" she reiterated making it sound simple.

"Oh yeah he definitely wants you dude," Myles suddenly mumbled out of nowhere.

Great moment to interject.

"It wasn't even a guy," I corrected him but he only shrugged.

"She probably wants you then," he corrected himself, causing me to squint at him.
Chanel waved him off, signaling me to stop interacting with his antics, "Does she do that with everyone?" she asked.

And it genuinely made me think, because Corey seemed the most reserved out of everyone there.

Upon noticing my sudden silence Chanel spoke, "Your silence is definitely suspicious, try and be her friend, maybe she knows stuff about them that you could use as dirt for something,"

"So we're getting breakfast I assume that's why you guys are here at six in the morning?" Myles questioned as he sat up from his bed.

I raised a brow in confusion, "Your mom let us in, she said she would make breakfast and have it done by seven thirty..." I trailed off.

"That was my excuse to go out and eat," Myles groaned before burying his face in his hands.

"Your moms a great cook anyways what's wrong with it?" Chanel asked in curiosity.

But Myles only shook his head, "I eat it everyday, sometimes I just want a huge breakfast burrito with nine different meats in it you know?" he questioned.

"I feel like this has a double meaning to it," I squinted my eyes at him.

He rose from the bed, "I can't be tied down, I'm like a huge chicken, gotta flap these wings," he said as he stretched.

"Let me get ready so we can go eat," he said before exiting his room completely.

I shot Chanel a strange look before she shrugged her shoulders.

Everyday I wish I had a personality like Myles.

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"Where did you go last night? We were looking all over for you," Pearl questioned as I sat at the familiar table.