C H A P T E R T W E N T Y - F I V E

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C H A P T E R  T W E N T Y- F I V E

{ Caleb at the top)

The next day we were all sitting in Alessandro's and my flat at the table waiting for Michael, Caleb, and Alessandro to finish cook lunch. Meanwhile, we were discussing the whereabouts of Alessandro's mother and our conspiracies circling around this topic. Matteo and Brad were next to me holding hands and whispering, opposite were Sofia and Rhonda, whom I was chatting with. Star was sitting on Max's lap, while Moritz played peek-a-boo with her. Her small giggles and laughter filled the room.

I poured myself a glass of champagne and turned to Rhonda and Sofia talking about some girly-stuff and the latest Netflix-shows.

"My wardrobe is so emptyyyy guys! I really need new clothes!", Sofia yawned.

"Same over here sis. Do you guys wanna go to the mall after lunch?"

"Of course!", Sofia and I said in unison. We broke into laughter.

"Ok, I'm hungry. Where the hell are the boys with the food?", I exclaimed in annoyance.

"Were right here", I heard Michaels roaring from the kitchen.

I could have sworn that something in the kitchen was burning, but that thought soon subsided, when three hot men emerged out of the kitchen with plates full of delicious-smelling food.

"Yes man", the twins yelled.

"Not only is the food hot, but also our men here", Max grinned.

"Shut the fuck up", Michael yelled and threw a piece of bread at him, which Max happily accepted and started eating.

"That's a whole vibe", I laughed with the other girls.

"Caleb Trey Johnson! Why the hell is you without a shirt?", Rhonda yelled.

"Aye, it got dirty. Couldn't walk around looking like a fool. Besides, I know you prefer this better", he winked at her. She then took a long sip from her champagne and checked him out. He bit his lips, put his plates down, and walked over to her and kissed her.

"Ok, today we made a ton of different  food. With whatever was leftover. Hope you'll enjoy", he laid down his plates too and then started filling up his plate. The three boys have actually done a great job with their cooking. In front of us were different platters stacked with the most mouth-watering foods. Brown and white rice, cheesy pasta, pizza pot pie, ramen noodles, chilly-cheese-fries, spicy wings, subway-sandwiches, biryani, chicken-tenders, fat-juicy hamburgers, and more.

Alessandro came from behind and sat right next to me. He pulled my chair closer to him with almost no effort.

"Woah, light-weight. I need to feed my gattina", he laughed.

"You bet. My fat ass made a battle-plan in my head how and what to eat, while you brought everything inside in slo-mo."

He laughed, but I was dead-serious and made a mad face. He only put his arm around me and kissed my cheek. I then filled my plate up to the rim.

"Look, Max, I think Yas is competing with us", Moritz squinted his eyes at me.

"Boy, you bet. Imma beat your ass in this fight", I blurted with my mouth stuffed with chilly-cheese-fries.

After we all finished eating I ran into my room and changed my sweats. I also applied to beat my face lightly and topped it with some gloss by Rihanna. It smells like heaven.

(this outfit without the necklace and either the slides or some sneakers)

(this outfit without the necklace and either the slides or some sneakers)

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