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MYLES'S POV

Whattup up my niggaz?! My homiez... My fellaz. Im on my way back to Paris to go & see my uncle. Yall probably thought that I was at the house playing hide & seek... Im not XD Perhaps yall know that now but yeah Im taking my ass to Paris. Ima take my DJ career to the next level with my unks. Bye Bahamas! I shouldnt even have to say good bye to yall, I know yall gonna miss me more than I miss yall.

END OF POV

Christina: Do any of yall have his #?
Roc: *Dials Myles's # & starts walking around* Myles! Where the hell-.... On the plane?... Going to LA? WIth-.... Paris?! For?.... Oh shit... What happened to Bruno?..... Damn.. Everyone is leaving.. Alright call me back later. Ok bye. *Hangs up the phone* Hes going to Paris. *Looks at everyone* We minus as well pack up.. 
You: Really?
Roc: Yup.. We're going home. *Runs to his room* WOOOOHH!!!! WE IS OUTTA HERE!
Alicia: *Comes out her room* We leaving?
Prince: DUH!! *Runs to his room & starts packing* 
Christina: This vacation was something else.
You: Dead ass. 
Prod: We all are gonna miss this place. *Starts walking to his room*

*2 Hours Later*

*Everyone met up in the living room.*
Roc: This is it yo.
Prod: I know..
Christina: I know.
Sherae: I really dont wanna leave.
Kay: We gotta leave.
Prince: Im ready to go back to LA... *Phone rings* I dont even feel like answering it. *Pulls his phone out of his pocket.*
Roc: I'll answer it. *Takes the phone from Prince & answers it* Helloo??... Nah, this his home dawg Roc... Rachel's what? *Looks at Prince*.... So you telling me shes alright?.... What chu mean almost? ... I see. Alright, we will come straight to the hospital in a few hours... Days.. Im just kidding, Hours....Ok. Ill tell him the message . Ok... Bye Doc.. *Hangs up*
Prince: What?
Roc: Any of yall willing to donate one of your ribs to save a friend? *Looks at everyone*
You: Cant you die from that?
Prince: Im sure that you can.
Roc: Rachel needs a donation...
Ariel: Is she alright?
Roc: Not really. I mean she woke up but shes gonna need a spare rib or else, she cant leave that hospital.
Prince: ... *Looks at Ray*
Ray: *Looks at Christina*
Christina: *Looks at Sherae*
Sherae: *Looks at you*
Roc: *Signs* I'll do it.
You: Roc no.