# chapter thirty-one

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"Good morning," Kenneth greeted us.

"Morning," I answered.

"So, uh. What happened last night?" He was making pancakes.

"Nothing! Nothing happened. I slept as soon as my head hits the pillow," Victoria almost slipped but I caught her.

She narrowed her eyes at me while I giggled silently. Issaac's hair was a mess when he walked into the kitchen.

"Woody came into my room last night and there were noises coming from the hallway," He coughed.

"I did say this house was haunted the last time. You guys didn't believe me," Victoria rested her head on her hands with a bored expression.

I made a hurt expression when Issaac and Kenneth weren't looking. She stuck her tongue out at me. Narelle came into the kitchen and went straight to the refrigerator.

"Hm. And I thought I heard wolves howling. Where did Woody sleep last night?" She poured orange juice for herself.

"Issaac's room," Kenneth handed pancakes to us. "Said he heard noises."

"OK. I'm going to watch tv while eating this," Victoria carried her plate and limped to the living room.

"You guys didn't have anything to do with the noises, right?" Narelle eyed me.

"Nope. I'm going to join Victoria in the living room," I quickly stood up and went to the living room.

We were watching Teen Titans in the living room when the elevator door opened. Jimmy walked through and said good morning before calling everyone to the living room. Issaac even brought along his plate.

"Three more days and, here are the list of the states and cities you guys will be going for the comeback tour," I watched as Jimmy handed them papers.

"Oh! I see Denmark!" Kenneth pointed to the paper.

"New Zealand!" Issaac almost dropped his plate of pancakes.

"We're going to Singapore?!" Narelle looked up with her hazel eyes bulging.

"Aww! We're starting off the tour with Los Angeles and ending it with Los Angeles too!" Victoria showed the paper to me.

I smiled at how happy my girlfriend is.

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