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Figure 8, Carrera House BLAKE POV
It had been a week now since the weird incident with JJ, and I was so done. Sarah had been boring me out of my mind about how much she hated Topper, and her new crush on John B.
Today was now midsummers, my and Sarah were sitting in her kitchen, planning some whole list of reasons not go. But I had done my makeup just in case all fails.
Sarah was smiling at her phone, I peak over to see a picture of John B with pizza hanging out from his mouth. I snatch the phone.
"Seriously, S?" I hold the phone away from her as she scrambles for it.
"Hey-." Sarah starts when Wheezie comes in.
"You're not dressed?" Wheezie asks, with a tone.
"No, we're not going." Sarah grumbles and turns away from me and to Wheezie.
"Its midsummers. Which you've both been talking about since last year, you have dates remember?" Wheezie persists.
"But I don't want to go with Rafe." I grumble, Rafe was my perfectly picked date by my dad. Great.
"They're both refusing to go." Wheezie informs Rose as she walks in.
"The hell they aren't." Rose chuckles. "Your father is being coronated as Guardian of Knights of the Rhododendron." Rose snaps at Sarah.
"Rhododendron?" I mutter, Wheezie giggles a bit.
"You're not my mother, sono don't have to do what you tell me to do Sarah smirks, Rose rolls hers eyes.
"Your daughter says she's not going." Rose says to Ward as she leaves.
"Wheezie go, what's going on girls." Ward turns to us.
"I just... don't feel like Topper is my splinter bean." Sarah fiddles with her fingers.
"And I'm not going with Rafe." I add on.
"Sarah, I don't know exactly what that means, but sounds like you should dump his ass, and Blake. What's wrong with Rafe?" Ward asks.
"Besides he's 3 years older and a douche or...?" I answer, Ward just lets out a sarcastic chuckle.
"Ok then, Sarah, don't dump him tonight, just paste on a smile and you two have a good time." Ward smiles.
