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Ashton

"Welcome to the family!" Cameron exclaimed.

"Now. Meet and Greet is over. Let's go!" Willie said.

"Yes sir Mr. Jones, sir!" I saluted.

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Mom, dad, Will, and Skylynn went home. Now I'm with the boys and Bart. They're giving me a little bit of time to myself so I can do my exercises while I play me some Kevin Gates and MGK.

I did pretty good today I guess. None of the guys hate me. So that's a plus. Having siblings has always been a dream of mine. So finding out I've got four, wow. Dream come true.

A hour into working out, Colby walked in. He sat on my bed and watched me. It wasn't creepy.

"You gonna talk or just watch me?" I asked and quit my crunches.

"This a daily thing?" He asked.

"Yeah. If I don't go to the gym, I fill in at home. I like keeping fit. Even if that means I wake up with sore muscles," I answered and started going through different fight moves.

"I'm surprised you ain't a WWE diva wrestler with moves like those. Or at least a boxer," he chuckled.

"Don't tempt me," I joked.

"Seriously though. What made you start this?"

"A heartless man, pitbull, and care for another beings life."

"Ashton." He said and grabbed my fist after I threw my punch. "Just talk to me."

"Colby, as much as I understand your curiosity and such, but what I said pretty much wraps it up. No deets needed," I said and took my fist from him. "I know you're trying to help, and I appreciate that, but what happens... Well, it happens."

"You ok though?"

"Yeah. Thanks for asking."

"Well... You hungry?"

"Duh!" I said.

"Well dress decent and be ready in 30 minutes. We're going to Chipotle," he said.

"M'kay," I nodded.

He stepped out with a grin on his face. I grabbed clean clothes, took a ten minute shower, got my business done, and then put on light makeup. I got dressed, left my hair alone, put on a BRKLYN flat bill hat and my white Vans.

 I got dressed, left my hair alone, put on a BRKLYN flat bill hat and my white Vans

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Once I was done, I stepped out and slid on my bracelet. The boys looked at me.

"Comfy?" Dylan asked.

"Yup," I answered.

"Ever been to Chipotle?" Tez asked.

"Nope," I answered.

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