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F i f t y - O n e

Recap

Closing my eyes I can't get one name out of my head— Nessa.

She was worth the risk and I was going to take it. They do say people do crazy things for love, and now I know why.
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| Nessa's p.o.v |

"Why is Arizona so hot." Edwin complains steeping out of the bus into the muggy air.

I notice his tired demeanor and wonder if it's due to lack of sleep, or how early it was: though it could've been both.

"Because of the air pressure." Austin says rubbing his tired eyes.

Edwin shoots him a look. "How do you know that?" He shrugs. "Basic knowledge."

Rolling his eyes Edwin continues inside to the hotel, us following closely behind him.

There were days where we'd just stay on the bus, but the boys usually liked a hotel due to privacy and that it had more space— I did too.

We all sleepy enter the elevator, I knew we'd all knock out the second we get into our rooms.

I yawn causing Zion to look my way, he throws me a lazily smile to which I throw back. The elevator doors open and we walk out.

"Alright, no one wake me up until I need to be woken up." Edwin says, his tone commanding.

A quiet laugh leaves my lips. "Yes sir." He enters the room, and I part to leave the boys.

"I'll see you guys in a few hours." I smile towards the sleepy boys.

Brandon and Austin nod filing into the room Edwin just walked into.

"Can I come with?" Zion asks, a cheeky grin on his face.

I laugh bumping his shoulder with mine. "Bye Zion."

He rolls his eyes, but enters their shared room. I turn to Nick who smiles lightly.

"Tell me why you still look good at this hour." He flirts, causing me to blush at his bold sentence.

With my face still red I smile. "I always look good Mara."

Nick manages a deep laugh despite the hour. "You ain't lying ma" He smiles. "See you in the morning."

I give him a shy curt nod heading into my room, I flop down onto the bed quickly kicking off my shoes,and let sleep consume me.

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"IT WAS NICK!" Trent gasps loudly causing everyone to look our way.

I quickly shush him. "Trent!"

"Right, sorry." He bashfully apologizes, to which I wave off. "No it's fine, but let's just be more quiet."

He nods signaling me to continue, to which I sum up since practice was about to start soon.

Trent shakes his head in disbelief. "Wow, huh guess I wrong."