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"So, you might be wondering what a team does after they win the championship. The answer? Victory nachos. It was supposed to be a round of drinks, but the waitress was not feeling Hawk's fake ID."
Hawk looked up in a panic. "Hey, don't talk about that. My parents follow you."
Aisha winced, giving him an apologetic look before turning back to her phone. "Sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Moskowitz."
"Love you both!" Emmy added in, taking a sip of her raspberry ice tea.
"Anyways, until next time, no mercy, bitches," Aisha ended her video and uploaded it to her story before taking a seat next to Demetri.
"I gotta say," Demetri scooped up a nacho from the plate. "It's nice to be at a victory party."
"Yeah, except," Hawk grabbed the nacho from his. "You had nothing to do with the victory." He stuffed it into his mouth before moving to pat Emmy on the back. "It was all our girl here."
She grinned at him. "It was great, wasn't it?"
"Great? It was spectacular," Moon giggled. "You are totally the new Valley celebrity."
"Then, let's consider it a belated party for the coding competition we won at computer camp. Remember? Demetri and Eli. Binary Brothers," Demetri began moving his arms in a robot motion before gesturing to Emmy. "And of course. Our honorary brother."
Emmy pouted. "I thought I was the aunt."
Demetri rolled his eyes. "Em, you'd be the mom before you're the aunt."
Hawk looked at the other two girls who were laughing along, feeling his embarrassment creep in and leaned in closer to Demetri. "Hey. Cool it with the nerd shit, huh?"
Emmy looked at him oddly, catching the look on Demetri's face. She then nudged him lightly, letting out a chuckle. "Chill. It's all just fun."
"He's off huffing and puffing about Sam over there," Emmy turned to where the boy sat alone. "I think they're done for good."
"That's good news for you though, right?" Hawk wondered.
She whipped her head over to him, catching the looks of the other people on the table. "Dude!"
"Oh my god. You have a thing for Miguel?" Moon squealed, grabbing the girl's hand. "That's so cute."
"And it's never gonna happen," Emmy huffed, pulling her hands away. "He's now my sister's ex-boyfriend. And I don't think I can take being hated by my family even more."
"So what? You're just gonna admire him from a far?" Aisha chuckled, grabbing a nacho.
"No," Emmy turned back to where Miguel sat, and gestured for Moon to move out of the booth. "I'm gonna admire him from up close. Excuse me."
