A/N: So I just wanted to let you guys know that this chapter was kinda hard to write. I've been having writers block lately and it stinks! So this chapter will be written in third person which basically means it will be no ones point of view (POV) it will just give you everyone's thoughts and actions with no one specific telling the story. So here go's! Hope you enjoy!
*At the Country Club*
"Welcome to New Springs country club. I am Mr. Peabody, the clubs manager." The man at the door said to Logan. "May I ask your name?" "Logan Jones." "You're here for the teens banquet tonight, yes?" Mr. Peabody asked. "Yes sir, and I brought some friends." Logan told him. "Very well." The manager said. "Enjoy your time here at New Springs." Logan, Ari, Michael, Eden, Justin, and Windsor all walked in together. The boys in suits and the girls in floor length dresses. Michael held out his hand for Eden and they walked to the banquet hall together. Behind them, Logan and Ari were linking arms, while Justin had his arm around Windsors waist. Almost all of the tables were full, and Logan looked for the table that had his name on it. It was a long table that could seat eight people. The six of them took there seats and waited for the last two too find the table. They were shocked to see Mark and Jordan walk up hand in hand. Jordan frowned when she saw them. "THIS is where we have to sit?!" She groaned but sat in her assigned seat next to Mark. She first looked at Ariana and smirked. Then she turned to Mark and grabbed his face, and kissed him messily. All eyes at their table were on Jordan. Windsor's face had an utterly disgusted look on it, and Ariana's fork was frozen half way to her mouth. "Okay!" Eden said loud enough for Jordan too stop kissing Mark. "Who wants to order?" Everyone raised their hands, and Eden called the waiter over to their table. They all ordered and then it was quiet again. "So how did you two meet?" Jordan asked Ariana and Logan, her green eyes burning holes into Ariana's brown ones. "Well-" Ariana started. "We're actually co sports writers for the school newspaper." Logan finished. "What about you two?" "Actually we met in bio, and just hit it off." Jordan winked at Mark. "Okay!" Eden said again. "Can we just all agree how awkward this is, and hurry up eating so we can leave?" "Agreed." Everyone said at the same time.
Michael walked Eden home that night. Hand in hand they walked together. And Eden thought the horrible night had ended alright. When they reached the front door Mike happily leaned in too kiss her. But as it happened the font door open. And the person opening it didn't look too happy.
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