Chapter Fifteen

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Izzy POV still :)

"So? Did you like it? Was it everything you ever dreamed of?" I asked, displeased with myself, but not showing it.

"That was superb, Izzy!" Leila clapped.

"Thanks," I grinned. A ping sound came from Leila's phone, drawing all four pairs of eyes to her bag.

"Who's texting me?" Leila muttered as she pulled out her phone. She scanned the screen, then squealed. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!!"

"What?" Wynter and I asked in unison.

"My favorite band is currently on tour, and they came to Seabrook!!" She squealed some more, grabbed her bag, and bolted from the werewolf den.

"Should we follow her?" Willa glanced at me, worry filling her countenance.

I thought about it and groaned. "Ugh, sure." I yanked off my heels and ran after Leila, quickly catching up with her.

"Izzy! Come on!" She grabbed my hand and ran faster towards the city.

"Leila, calm down! They aren't going anywhere!"

"Yes, they are! They're gonna leave for their next location before I blink if I wait any longer."

Leila slowed to a walk as the tour bus from earlier came into view. My eyes popped out of my head. "They're your favorite band?"

"Yeah! I've played all the games, and my dad took me to the pizzaplex a couple times when we were still getting settled in America."

I stopped in my tracks, my voice accidentally louder than it should have been. "Wait, so... You've played all of the FNAF games, but you haven't watched any of the Harry Potter movies?" I moved in front of her and put my hands on her shoulders. "How does that make any sense?"

"Well, I just don't wanna be emo like you." Leila shrugged.

"eXcUsE mE?!" I shrieked, probably receiving unwanted attention from unseen eyes. "I will NOT stand for this Harry Potter slander!"

"Then sit!" Leila replied.

"Ugh!" I pushed Leila away from me. "I want to kill you right now, but I'll refrain since you're my best friend. Also because it's your birthday."

Leila laughed a very hearty laugh. "Get rekt, Izzy!" She gave me a side hug and forced me to walk with her towards the tour bus. Obviously, she thought our exchange was humorous. And although I was still quite upset, I couldn't help smiling with her, my mood suddenly becoming slightly more jovial. The perks of having a best mate, I suppose.

"Anyway..." Leila and I passed in front of the tour bus. "What's so good about the movies?"

"They actually do the books some justice, in my opinion."

It was Leila's turn to pause. "Books? There are Harry Potter books, too?"

I pulled away from Leila's grasp, putting on my headphones and playing music. "I just– I can't with you right now..."

"May I just say one thing before you walk out of earshot?" Leila called after me.

"Uh, sure, I suppose." I paused my music and turned to face her.

"Please put your shoes back on? Please?"

"Fine." I knelt down to put on my heels again, then headed towards the jewelry shop on the opposite side of the road from the bus. A notification tone interrupted my music. It was a text from Leila: 'wut u listenin 2?' Sighing, I texted her back: 'atk of da killer queen'. A moment passed and I sent another text: 'well, it just changed to 'mol' by tlt'. The response was instant: 'what's tlt? wait hold up... i just searched it up. tlt doesnt exist or have a song called mol.'

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