"Who wants to go to the beach?" Noah asks running down the stairs.
"We're on the beach." Nim chuckles.
"Smartass." Noah mutters.
"Noah!" Wess shouts.
"What?" Noah asks
"Don't call my girlfriend a smartass." Wes says.
"Smartass." He mutters and Nim and I laugh as Wess throws something at Noah's head. Nim and I head upstairs to change into swimsuits. Once we both change and grab towels and stuff we walk back downstairs.
"I'm going to go ask Mahogany if she wants to come." I say. Nim nods and I call Mags while walking to the house they're staying at.
"Hey, bitch." She mutters.
"Hey." I chuckle.
"What do you want?" She grumbles.
"I'm going to the beach; do you want to come?" I ask.
"No." she dead pans.
"Too bad I'm outside your house so you're coming." I say, reaching the front door.
"No." She whines as the door opens. Her tall figure leaning on the frame of the door and her curly, untamed hair laying as a pile on her head.
"Don't be a prude." I tease, pushing her out of my way.
"I'm not a prude." she comments, walking after me. "And why are you parading around in a bikini?"
"Cause I'm going to the beach and you're coming." I answer, opening the door to the room Ian and Kyle are sharing.
"Wake up turds!" Mags shouts. The two of them groan and I roll my eyes. Mahogany pulls Kylie's covers off and I chuckle. I roll Ian over and sit next to him.
"Wake up." I say, poking his face.
"No." he says, grabbing my hands. He tugs on my wrists, pulling me onto him. His lips briefly connect with mine as Kyle says "Get a
room."
"I am going to fucking kill you." Ian says, carefully pushing me off of him. I stand up and pull Mahogany out of the room. I drag her into her room and scavenge through her drawers.
"Put this on." I say, throwing a bathing suit at her. She groans and walks to the bathroom as I lay back in her bed and go on my phone.
"Where is-" Kyle stops mid sentence as he realizes it's me. "Oh, Riss, hi."
"Hi," I chuckle. "Where's what?"
"Oh, um, I forgot." He says scratching his head. I shake my head at him as he leans against the door frame.
"What's mahogany doing?" He asks.
"Changing." I answer "I'm taking her to the beach."
"Can I come?"
"No."
"Aw, but Riss," He whines "I wanna go."
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The Gang Leader's Iris
Teen FictionThe Gang Leaders Iris Olivia Iris Garcia is a sixteen year old orphan. Or she was. Now she is Olivia Iris Season, with the surname of her new 'family'. She has been living in and out of St.Marie's Orphanage for Girls since her mother died and fathe...
