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*•BY BELLA HARRISON•*

"Look, Hannah, I told you over a thousand times that I'm never speaking to Logan again," I said to my best friend over the phone

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"Look, Hannah, I told you over a thousand times that I'm never speaking to Logan again," I said to my best friend over the phone.

I was outside the lab waiting for Stavros. Dad said something about him starting to practice for the war today.

I just wanted to get McDonald's with him or something, he needs to learn some non-superpower-bender language, he's too obvious.

And have a chill day in the process.

So, I thought taking him somewhere to eat would be a good place for him to learn some stuff.

"I know, Bella," Hannah said. "He just keeps calling me in an attempt to reach you, and I feel like I have to tell you."

Logan is my ex-boyfriend. The two of us broke up a couple of months ago because he wants to focus on his 'studies'.

It's a long story. But let's just say that if Logan finds out about Stavros's abilities, he'll immediately expose him.

"Just block his number, it'll spare you the headache," I said, rolling my eyes to myself. "Certainly helped me."

"You know what, I might just do that," she said humorously. "Let's see who he tries next."

I laughed.

"Oh right, I'll text you a photo of my dress for tonight," she said.

"Oh yeah, I want to see it!" I said excitedly.

Hannah had a date with her 'boyfriend', she believes he's going to officially ask her to be his girlfriend tonight, so she wants to look absolutely perfect.

"Ok, I'll text you in a minute, just give me some time to put it on and take some photos," she said.

"Awesome, I'll be waiting!" I said. We said our goodbyes and hung up.

I started scrolling through my phone aimlessly, opening and closing random apps.

Moments later, I finally spotted a frown-faced Stavros, his eyes narrowed.

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