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This is what I imagine H is wearing in this chapter

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This is what I imagine H is wearing in this chapter.

As we pull up to the bar where Mackenzie planned on meeting Meg and Sarah, I start to feel anxious

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As we pull up to the bar where Mackenzie planned on meeting Meg and Sarah, I start to feel anxious. I need to pick a topic for my story; maybe I should have stayed home tonight. Mackenzie notices my apprehension and loops her arm around mine. "Oh no you don't. You are not going home, I can see the hesitation in your eyes."

She leads me through the door of the bar and approaches the two girls seated at a high top table next to the bar. Meg and Sarah are sisters, and they look nearly identical. They both have tanned skin that is littered with freckles and strawberry blonde hair. The only difference is Meg's hair falls just at her shoulders and Sarah's hair reaches her bum. They are both dressed like Mack and I, wearing shorts over their bikinis. However, both of their faces are covered in thick makeup; the rims of their drink glasses are covered in lipstick.

"Hey ladies!" Mack greets them warmly as we sit down at the table. Meg shoots me a friendly smile, but Sarah refuses to look my way.

"Hey Mackie!" She exclaims. "I had no idea you were joining us today, Luna. I thought you were always studying on the weekends." She says, finally acknowledging my presence.

"Yeah I-" I am interrupted by Mack coming to my defense.

"She's here to have fun with us. I miss Luna's wild side, and I am determined to set it free tonight!" She cheers, playfully jabbing my arm. Lord have mercy on me tonight.

I shake my head and giggle, "Oh I don't know about that..."

"Come on, Luna. Don't be such a square. I heard a rumor that Harry is going to make an appearance!" Sarah says, her voice rising several octaves.

Mack's eyes widen and she squeals in excitement. "Harry?" I ask. I don't speak their LA language, and I never know who they are talking about.

"Harry Styles," Mack answers, "Remember I showed you his music and you loved it? Lucas's mom represents him and he is friends with him and Tyler." She turns her attention back to Sarah. "Oh my gosh, if I had known, I would've worn my push-up bikini top!"

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