I talk shit with my friends

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Soon after their make shift meal Lando was called by Oscar for another video so he bid goodbye to everyone and went his way.

When the clock marked 16, Sophia decided it was time to go home, or her temporary home.

She and Max made their way into the rented car that had arrived at the paddock earlier and he drove them back to the hotel.

The blonde recalled her day of work as she walked to her room - 504 - the memories from hours ago made a tiny smile in her rosy lips.

Opening the door she found both of her friends in the couch with criminal minds paused on the tv and arguing about something.

"No no no, Derek is clearly hotter. He has abs." Nadia tried to make her point, both yet to notice the singer.

"Absolutely not, Spencer is the definition of gorgeous. Taylor Swift wrote a song about the actor, that means something!"

"That's about the actor, not the character!" Nadia argued harder, her eyes shifted to the shorter friend behind Madeline "Soph, who's hotter? Spencer or Derek?" She asked, not even greeting her friend.

"No comments." Sophia answered, going straight to the bedroom.

The other two followed behind trying to get her on to agree with a side.

"You know the answer, just say it." Madz tried once more, jumping in the unmade bed.

"Nope, discuss that between you two. I'm taking a shower." She said taking off her clothes, not caring that her friends were in her room.

They have seen it.

"But we are in a tie and Madz doesn't give up." Nadia whined to her like a spoiled child.

"Madz?! You are the one who doesn't give up!" The actress voice was a fading voice behind the singer while she closed the bathroom door.

The argument was drown out by the sweet voice of Gracie Abrams coming out of her phone on the sink.

The hot water escaped down her head into her back, event thought it could be the hottest day in the year Sophia would always take hot showers.

Memories of the day come into her mind once more, the one with a certain curly haired boy to be more exact. A grin engraved into her now makeup free face recalling his second reaction to her, the one where he tripped.

Did he say bleh blah bleh or blah blah blah? Who says bleh tho?

Sounds like bleh blah bleh, so much nonsense

Her face brightened up with the idea that came to her mind. Turning off the water in the middle of washing the shampoo, Sophia step off the shower and reached for her phone, clicking into her voice note app.

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