Chapter 7

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Layla's P.O.V.

I turned around. "Lauren! Good to see you!" I said smiling. "Who's the cutie?" She asked waggling her eyebrows. I rolled my eyes. "Jason meet Lauren. Lauren meet Jason." I said grinning at Jason. "Nice to meet you." Lauren said. I saw someone in the distance. Mitch. Oh. He was standing there watching us. How long had he been watching? Jason noticed Mitch too. "Mitch!" He said waving. Mitch walked over slowly. "Hey guys." He said. He seemed upset. Why? "Jason, aren't we supposed to meet the rest of the guys at the ticket booth in a couple minutes?" Mitch said. He seemed really angry at Jason. Like... jealous. Hugo might have not been his real name but they were the same person. They acted the same. When he furrowed his brow and let his nose twitch it meant he was jealous. I'm creepy. I know. "Well, I guess I gotta go, but see you around sometime, okay?" Jason asked me. "Monkeys stick together right?" I asked. He laughed and I chimed in. Lauren watched us. I watched Jason and Mitch walk away. "Someone likes you!" Lauren sing songed. "Shut up!" I said smacking her playfully. "Let's leave." 

Mitch's P.O.V.

"Did you already know Layla?" Jason asked me as we walked away from the girls. "Yeah." I responded coldly. "Oh." Jason said turning away. I was mad. Mad and Jealous. Layla was strange. She hid her emotions well. Too well. She always cracked jokes and laughed but there was something behind it. Something that she covered up and hid.

"MITCH! PHOTO PEOPLES ARE HERE!" Jerome yelled from downstairs. I groaned. A bunch of people from some corporation were coming here to take pictures of team crafted. Yay. I walked downstairs. Everyone was ready. "Took you long enough!" Ian said laughing. "Probably spending precious time on his hair!" Adam said laughing. Jason was texting someone in the corner. "Who you texting?" I asked Jason. "Layla." He responded as he continued texting. There it was again. The jealousy. "Crap." I heard someone say. I turned around. A lady was looking at a computer and was looking frustrated. "A stupid firewall is preventing from accessing the files!" She yelled. A man came up to her. "Well, you're supposed to take care of the computers. There's no one else we can call!" The man said clearly upset. "Mr. Binkman sir?" A girl said. She held a camera in her hands. Probably another photographer. "Yes Dosrea?" The man said turning. "There's someone we could call. She doesn't live very far away. She's a- uh- student at UCLA. Specializes in computers." Dosrea said shyly. "Good. Call her right away!" Mr. Binkman yelled.

Less than 10 minutes later the doorbell rang. "I got it!" I yelled walking to the door. I slowly opened the door. "Thanks for-" I paused shocked. My mouth hang open. A girl stood there.

A girl named Layla.

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