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Devon Devereaux

I pulled my phone out of my pocket as I walked out of my gate's door. I started to dial Nash's number to find out where they were but I stopped when I heard my name being called.

"Devon!" I looked up and Hayes and Nash were getting out of a black Range Rover.

Before I could say a 'hey' they both pulled me into a hug. "Okay, chill." I said and laughed pushing them off me. "Hi,"

"Hey," Hayes smiled.

"Little Grier you look so grown up." I smile at Hayes.

"I swear Dev," Hayes laughed as he jumped back into the Range Rover.

"Nashy-" I started but was cut off by him.

"Dev', I swear if you say some shit on how grown up I am or whatever you might as well just get in the car." Nash said and I hopped right into the car him after me.

I sat in the middle with Hayes on my left and Nash on my right.

"Dev', these are our roommates Jack G and Jack J, or Gilinsky and Johnson." Nash says.

"Jacks, this is Devon." Hayes finished introducing us.

Jack G drove off after giving me a smile and a 'Hey' then Jack J turned around. "Hey," he smiled.

"Hi." I smiled back.

"So, how do you know the Griers?" He asked.

"High school." I answered and he nodded making an 'o' face.

"Oh, by the way we are having a party tonight so," Johnson trailed off.

"JJ, parties are her thing." Nash said.

"Especially in high school," Hayes said.

"Oh my god, stop." I laughed.

"It's true Dev', you know it." Nash laughed.

"Yeah but that shits in the past." I said and they both looked at me surprised. "It's been over a month or two since I went to a party, someone had to step up and bring Sage up."

"What?" Hayes asked confused.

"Isn't Reese doing that?" Nash asked.

"Why do you think I haven't come out to visit sooner." I said.

They just nodded.

"So anyways, what your guys parties like?" I asked no one in particular.

"They can get out of hand sometimes," Gilinsky said.

"Hey but those are the best ones," Johnson stated.

"Now that is true." I agree with Johnson.

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Soon we pull up to the house and this house is like ten probably more of my house. The Jacks walk off in front of us and I walk with Nash and Hayes while I rolled my suitcase behind me. "Holy shit," I mumble.

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