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"Do you realize how childish you were being earlier?" Michelle snapped as soon as the girls entered the car.

"W-We're really sorry, Mi-" Hanna began nervously, but she was swiftly interrupted.

"I don't want to hear it, Hanna. Of all people, I expected that you would have kept the other girls on the right track, and I'm very disappointed in you."

"Hey, hey, don't talk like that about Hanna," Haley interrupted, eyes narrowed at their manager, "She tried to tell us what we were doing was wrong, and we ignored her. Her and Emily did nothing wrong."

"So you're saying that you and Margot were the pair responsible for this?"

"You bet."

"Then you were both acting very immaturely, and if this sort of behavior occurs during the tour then I will intervene and have one of the security guards keep you out of trouble."

"Yeah, but when are we not acting immaturely?" Margot snickered, high fiving the silver haired female beside her.

"Look," Michelle sighed, massaging one of her temples as she started the car, "I'm not saying you can't have fun, girls, I'm simply telling you that there is a time and a place for having fun, and a different time and place for when you need to act more professional. Those boys have a huge tour coming up, and they're going to be incredibly busy, but I don't need you girls distracting them."

"Distracting them?" Hanna queried, confusion etched into her features, "With all due respect, I don't think we'd be much of a distraction. You make it seem like we're going to be little demons following them around everywhere and getting them into trouble. We might not even like them, let alone become a huge distraction."

"If you didn't like them, you wouldn't have eavesdropped. I know what an infatuated teenage girl looks like because, you might forget, but I was once your age as well."

"We aren't infatuated with them," Emily argued, "We haven't even spoken a single word to them. They could be complete assholes, for all we know."

"Oh, no, they're not. They're utterly harmless."

"Well, they could be utterly harmless to you because you're a powerful and successful woman who's holding their careers in the palm of your hand," Haley interjected, a soft yawn leaving her lips.

"And if I'm a 'powerful and successful woman', then what are you girls?"

"We're just cinnamon rolls that are too pure for this world, Michelle. For all we know, they could taint our purity!" Margot exclaimed before pointing at Hanna, "Think about the children!"

"Hey, I'm not a child! I'm an independent eighteen year old who, like you girls, will be graduating high school soon!" Hanna retorted, a blush staining her cheeks as she was referred to as a child.

"Oh, fuck, you're right..."

"I know this isn't your ideal location to discuss business related things, but what do you suggest we do about our little dilemma here?" Emily inquired, hoping the answer wouldn't be complicated.

"Well, given that you're all right at the end of your senior year, I wouldn't suggest dropping out. You're all so close to finishing up high school, so why not just get it done?" Michelle bit down on her lip, attempting to formulate an answer as quickly as she could, "I know you all do a lot of your work from online, and, really, the only thing you really can do if you want to go on this tour is notify your teachers and let them know about what has been going on, and they'll probably give you a work schedule so you can graduate on time."

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