chapter 14

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* * * mystery PoV * * *

I walk in the room, but before I'm seen, I'm pulled back into the shadows.

"What are you doing? I told you to get her alone! We don't need her to have her friends with her!"

"Why? I don't see the point of this! You told me to-"

"Sh! We are in a public place! ANYONE can overhear us and we don't need that kind of publicity! Bad publicity, and the deal is off!"

"Okay. I'll make sure to complete this deal. But how long do you want this act to be kept up?"

"A couple weeks, maybe a month. I don't want you actually falling in love with her. I just need to avenge someone, and you'll be helping me. Thanks, anyways."

"Alright. Now scoot, I'm getting to work."

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* * * Sam's PoV * * *

As soon as I see him, he disapears, pulled back into the shadows. I shake it off, turning back towards Nash, Mahogany, and half awake Aaron and Shawn.

"So, where's your man candy?" Nash asks me with a wink, causing me to blush, and the other three to laugh.

"Well, he was sleeping so peacefully. And I know you guys never let him do that, so I left him asleep, leaving a message on his phone.''

"What fun is sleeping?" Shawn sleepily points out.

"Hm, I would say that would be the funnest thing for you right now, Shawn Sleepy Mendes." I point out.

Shawn bobs his head, falling forward, faceplanting into his frappe. He shoots back up, whipped cream and chocolate sauce everywhere, and his eyes are finally alert.

Everyone laughs, and Shawn starts to wipe of the whipped cream off his face. Taylor walks in, seeing Nash, Mahogany, Aaron, and me cracking up laughing.

"Wait, what did I miss?" Taylor asks, sitting next to me. And it doesn't bother me either.

"Shawn here, was so sleepy, that his face fell into his frappe. It was quite funny."

Nash cackles. "And there's more where that's coming from."

Mahogany sighs, putting her head in her hands. "But Nash, really? He's innocent!"

Nash shrugs it off. "Innocent, shinnocent. FOR NARNIA!" he yells, running towards my room, which for some wack reason, is propped open. He has another frappe in his hand.

"Oh. My. Fucking. Gosh." I say, panting as we reach my room.

Nash steps forward, with Aaron, Shawn, and Mahogany recording. He opens the lid, smashing it onto Jack's face.

Jack shoots up, alert, and sees Nash holding the now empty frappe cup. He sees me, and attacks me with kisses, covering my face with whipped cream, coffee, and chocolate sauce.

"JACK JOHNSON STAHPP! LET ME GO!"

Seeming satisfied, he steps back, smirking at me.

I run to the bathroom, seeing frappe everywhere: hair, glasses, eyelashes, nose, mouth, chin, neck, ears, cheeks, everywhere. Jack steps in the bathroom once I hear the door close, signaling that Nash, Aaron, Shawn, and Mahogany left.

"Don't you like the makeover I gave you, Sharkeisha?"

I wipe some frappe onto my hand, slapping it onto Jack's face. He laughs, and leaves the room with his hands up.

I turn to the mirror.

Major cleanup time.

gosh darn was that short

eEK

omg Maroon 5's new album V (or five) is on point tho (go to iTunes Radio and search "First Play" and it should come up)

but going clean the game room

bye my little tardissess, until next time my friends

hannah -thetardissayshello

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