Chapter 5

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*The next morning*
I woke up to whispers. "Keep it down win your gonna wake Darcy up" I heard mark tell winter. "Shhh she's sleeping" winter replied as felt her hand press against my cheek. "I'm wake now you guys, y'all know that right" I said opening on eye. Winter giggled, "Yayaya we can eat now" she said pulling my hand. I got up confused, "huh where" I said as I saw a cart with food on top.

"You ordered room service" I said waking up completely. Mark and winter nod their heads together. "Dad's gonna kill me for this" I said. Mark shakes his head. "Not if they don't find out" he said. "What do you mean by that" I said opening the first plate. "I got this from my room I got it and brought it down here" he said smiling at me. I took a piece of fruit on the plate. "Mmm well I can't complain then this is pretty good" I said coving my mouth.

I grabbed my bag and changed in the bathroom. "What are you doing in there Darcy" I heard winter through the door. "I'm changing why do you need to use the bathroom" I replied. "No I just need to change too" she replied. "Alright I'll be out in a minute" I said changing my clothes.
*winter, mark and Darcy's outfits*
Winter

 *winter, mark and Darcy's outfits*Winter

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Darcy

Darcy

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Mark

"Stop moving winter or I'm gonna poke you again" I said trying to put in my sister's earrings on

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"Stop moving winter or I'm gonna poke you again" I said trying to put in my sister's earrings on. "Fine but I don't want to wear them" she said standing in front of me. I nod my head and put them in. When I finished getting ready I did my makeup as my brother was doing his hair.

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