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"Where the hell are we?" I screamed, frustrated that Colton stopped the car.

He sighed and rubbed him temples. "Be quiet." He whispered.

I saw Angie pull out a piece of paper. She turned to the guard sitting next to her. Her and Justin, the other guard, were in the backseat while Colton was driving with me in the passengers seat.

"Got a pen?" She asked him.

He nodded and handed her one.

She scribbled something down and handed it to me.

Colton's kinda cute isn't he?

I laughed out loud while writing my reply.

If by "kinda cute" you mean an uptight wacko then yes.

We were both laughing hard, so Justin demanded that Angie give him he paper.

He bit his lip, trying to hide his grin.

Colton sighed and pulled over, snatching the paper out of Justin's hands.

His face became flushed. He threw the paper out the window.

"Awe, is Mr. Runway embarrassed?" I teased, fake pouting.

"Shut up" he said glaring at me and Ang.

"Get out." Justin said. "We're here."

"Hell is coming." Angie whispered.

Great.

((Picture above is Colton Runway))

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