Indubitably! *Merome* [Completed]

Chapter 10

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A/N... OH. MY. GODS. YOU GUYS!! I HAVE 900 READS! I AM ON SKYPE WITH MY FRIEND (ANOTHER MAGNIFA WRITER [CHECK OUT ODD ONE OUT! IT IS HER BOOK AND THE INTRODUCTION IS AMAZING AND SHE IS UPDATING NOW]) AND WE BOTH FLIPPED OUT AND WE CAN'T WAIT FOR 1,000 READS BECAUSE WE'VE NEVER GOTTEN OVER FLIPPING 250! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW SPECIAL THIS IS! SO, VOTE, COMMENT, AND ADD THIS STORY TO YOUR LIBRARY BECAUSE IT MEANS SO MUCH AND IT KEEPS ME UPDATING! THANK YOU AGAIN, AND, AGAIN, GO CHECK OUT ODD ONE OUT! IT'S ALSO ON THIS ACCOUNT! YOU'LL LOVE IT!

Seperate A/N; It's 2015 now. xD Wow. Um, 12k reads, and here I was, really happy about 900. Overall, you guys are the best, and I love you lots. I never realized how fun editing was. Back to editing!

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Jason's P.O.V.

We spent the rest of the night learning things about Nicole. She was 19, had curly brown hair, hazel eyes, an older sister, and a budding Youtube channel, StarburstMilner. Once she got used to us, she seemed completely at ease. We could all tell she was trying really hard not to freak out.     

"So, how long have you lived in LA?" I asked. She glanced at me.

"Er, my whole life... same house, same school system, everything the same," she sighed, "But I'm going to University of Southern California, which was my dream college since I was 8."

"Cool! What do you major in?" Mitch questioned, smiling at her.

"Um, I'm studying to be a Neurologist, so Neurology," she replied, arching one of her eyebrows.

"Ooh, fancy. Now, let's all stop pretending we know what that is. Care to explain?" Jerome asked.

"Oh, yeah. Um, it's just a branch of medicine dealing with the nervous system, pretty much. Non-surgical, so I don't have to deal with blood. I diagnose disorders and things like that," she said hesitantly, obviously explaining it to someone for the first time ever. 

"So, you're basically just telling us you're smart?" I winked. She blushed and looked down at her hands.

"I suppose you could say that," she mumbled.

"Say something smart," Ty ordered. She stared at him.

"What?"

"Say something smart!" he repeated.

"Uhh... I require some more glucose so I can undergo cellular respiration," she said, standing up and walking towards the kitchen.

"So you're hungry. That's great. We can feed you. We have food. Do we have food? I have no clue..." Ty said, looking confused. Nicole rolled her eyes.

"I can make something, if you want me to. I like to cook and I make some hella good sweet tea," she offered. Adam nodded.

"If you want to," he laughed.

"So, what do you guys want? I could make breakfast. What time is it?" she asked. I checked my watch. It was 7:30. I told her and she nodded.

"Breakfast it is. Eggs? Bacon? Toast? All of the above? Okay," she said, not waiting for an answer. She entered the kitchen and started looking in all of the drawers and cabinets. I shook my head.

"5 hours and we already have the girl cooking for us," I grinned.

Nicole's P.O.V.

I rummaged through all of the cabinets and drawers, getting a few pots and pans out. I searched through the fridge, getting the eggs and bacon out.

(A/N; Time for Cooking with Sectumsempress! xD Honestly, this is exactly how I make my eggs. I haven't tried to make bacon yet, SO DO NOT TRY THAT AT HOME! I'm 14. Don't judge me.)

"Where are the god damned cups?" I shouted.

"In the cupboard to the top left of the stove!" Quentin yelled back.

"Thanks!" I replied, opening the cupboard and getting a plastic yellow cup out. I cracked some eggs (2 per person, you guys, but it felt weird saying 16 fucking eggs, so I'm just saying some.) and put them in the cup, whisking the yoke with a fork, since I couldn't find a whisk in the thousands of flipping drawers in this room. I put some butter in the pan, watching it melt instantly when the stove came on. I waited until it started browning before pouring the yoke on, poking it and moving it around endlessly, so it wouldn't burn. Once the eggs were done, I put them off to the side, turning the stove to the lowest option possible, so they stay warm but don't burn. I start on the bacon and put the toast in the toaster and make the sweet tea, because tea is good with any meal.

"Breakfast is ready!" I shout. The boys rush into the room and load their plates and go back into the living room, where they were watching reruns of Criminal Minds.

"Oh my gosh, Spencer Reid is literally perfection!"

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A/N; that moment when you edit an Author's Note. :3 I CHANGED THIS WHOLE GOD DAMNED CHAPTER BECAUSE NO, AARON IS NO LONGER A THING. I CAN'T EVEN. NOPE. YO MY PARENTS ARE NOT GOING TO BE HOME TOMORROW, SO IT'S GOING TO BE A COOKING FOR DAAAAYZ DAY!