Chapter 9

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Betty's POV

I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't seeing things. Sadly I wasn't, I kicked Toby off of my bed. "What in living fuck are you doing here and in that!" I shouted. He got up and walked sluggishly towards me and hugged me " I'll bring you back to your room." I said as I dragged him back to his room. Surprisingly he isn't too heavy.

Tiffany's POV

I walked in to my room half drunk. I was greeted with Graffiti with his mask and Hoody on but... the rest is stripper clothing. What in the world? He wore sharp high heels and was waiting for me. I took his high heels and chased him out of the room. He was too drunk to see were he was going and ended up lying on me. His heavy weight caused me to fall. I tried to get up from his body but he pulled me down and snuggled with me. I sighed. Once he fell asleep, I skillfully slipped out from his snuggling and dragged him to his room.

Betty's POV

"Honestly how much did you drink," I said as I dragged Toby to his room. "How am I going to open the fucking door like this?" I said as I looked at Toby's room door. I carried Toby on my shoulders and kicked the door open. I carefully laid Toby onto his bed, making sure I don't wake him. I kissed him goodnight and went back to my room to rest. The next morning, I went to Splendy's room. We agreed to meet each other in the morning. His room is always so colorful and polka dotted. "Hey Splendy!" I said. "Hello Betty!" He said in a cheerful tone as always. We played so much in his room that Slendy had to come to his room and ask him why has he not come down yet. In the end I had to leave. "Betty come eat your lunch child." Slendy said as he handed me a bowl of porridge. I looked at him and said " I haven't even eaten breakfast yet!" Slendy shook his head and pointed at the clock. "5 hours of playing in Splendor's room is not enough?" I smiled at him apologetically and finished my lunch. I looked around and realised someone was missing. It took me three seconds to realise who it was. I ran to Tiff's room, kicked open the door and shouted "DERRICK GET OUTTA HERE YOU FOOL!" He looked at me, sighed and left. Tiff ran to me and hugged me. "Thanks sis." She said. You see, Derrick likes Tiff but Tiff like Graff. Derrick flirts a lot too, but he is afraid of me because there is this one time he challenged me and he got beaten up pretty badly. 

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