New ; secrets sequel

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"What the hell?!" I yelled, as Amber and I followed Ella to the car. She had about twenty bags in her hands and was struggling to get to the car.

"They were all just so pretty." She said, in a lovestruck voice.

"How did you afford them?! We can barely pay the bills and you're out here buying entire stores?!" Amber yelled, but none of it got to Ella.

She ignored us and put her bags in the car. Amber and I got in after her, not saying anything else about it to her.

"Ya know, Lacey, if you went back to being Anna we wouldn't have these problems." Ella told me.

"I'm not going back."

"But why not? Weren't there good things?" Ella asked. This was a daily thing.

I would say something that could have been different if I was still rich and famous, and Ella would get on my case for leaving.

"You don't get it. There were good parts, but they didn't even compare to the bad." I told her, and as usual that was where the conversation stopped.

The rest of the ride was silent. As we rode up to our apartment building there were huge moving trucks parked outside.

"Get out of my spot!" I yelled at the guy who was standing in the truck. He turned around and I immediately regretted yelling.

His eyes were tired, sad, depressed even. He looked like he hadn't slept in years. I wouldn't be surprised if he hadn't.

That's because it was Cameron Dallas.

"Ya know what, stay there. I'm good. We're good!" I rushed, moving over to another spot. Amber and Ella looked as nervous as I did.

"That was...?"

"It was."

"You don't think he's the guy moving here?"

"Oh god, I hope not."

We ran past the men who were carrying boxes into the new apartment and went into our own. I closed the door quickly and slid down the wall.

"It was so good. Why are they back?" I asked, putting my head in my hands.

"Don't worry about it! They won't recognize you! You've changed so much!" Ella exclaimed, and I stopped worrying.

"Okay, I guess you're right. But avoid them as much as you can." I said, pointing to Amber.

"I don't like them that much." She groaned. Before we met her she had been a massive fan of theirs.

"You better not." I told her, before running up to my room.

A/N

They're back

But do you think they'll recognize Lacey?

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