Chapter 14

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Marlon POV

"Huh?" I smiled nervously.

"We need to make Georgia like Alberto" Paris eyes sparkled.

"Who's Alberto?" I sighed.

"A guy who really really loves her" she smiled softly holding her cheeks trying not to blush.

Her glasses reflected the light making me can't see her eyes.

"We are love experts so" she smiled proudly.

I smiled nervously at her as she made dramatic movements explaining when Georgia drowned.

"How can someone love that bitch?" I shook my head.

"Everyone has different opinions on girls" she shook me.

"I see" I smiled nervously.

"Georgia isn't going to 'love' him" I sighed.

"She will" her eyes sparkled. 

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"Are you in?!" Paris shouted through my phone.

"I'm in" I smirked entering Georgia's hotel room.

Is she really a girl....

It's like I was in a boys room filled with video games and snacks around the room.

I became frightened finding her sleeping on the kitchen counter.

This girl.....

I tried to find at least something girly that she likes.

I smirked at her diary.

"Let's see" I spoke softly looking through it.

Finally!

She loves white roses.

"Mom is that you" she mumbled in her sleep.

I ran out of the room quickly into the lobby.

"Got something?" Paris smiled.

"Only white roses" I sighed.

"I knew that already" she sighed.

"Sorry I could hardly find...wait"

"What?" she became confused.

"She loves games why don't bring her to a game arcade" I smirked.

"She is a sucker for games" she smirked.

We laughed evilly together. Paris started coughing.

"Are you okay baby?" I became worried.

"I'm fine" she smiled nervously.

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Georgia POV

"Game arcade?" I sighed at Alberto.

"Yeah I heard you like games" he smiled.

"No thanks" I glared at him.

"Oh I see well that means you are afraid of losing to me..." he smirked.

"No I'm not I'm going to prove to you" I said angrily.

"Good see you in like in 5 hours" he waved leaving me alone.

"What did I just say?!" I became frightened.

"He tricked me" I sighed.

Paris and Marlon was behind me the whole time smirking at me.

"What?!" I said angrily.

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