Chapter Eight

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-Bex's POV-

We all split up into groups of two, with our stereotype. Poor Hayden was stuck with the Grade-A asshole. I felt sorry for the poor girl. I got stuck with Duckie err I mean Drake, since apparently he's the bumpkin of his group. The two of us eventually forgot the task at hand and started singing country songs. We were doing all kinds of weird stuff like country line dancing, square dancing, playing air fiddle and air banjo. You know, the usual. I had to admit, he was pretty cool; like myself.

-Katrina's POV-

Holy shit he's not an asshole! He looks like he should be able to break your face if you just look at him the wrong way, but in reality he's just a teddy bear. Nice guy that can break you and is polite, I can appreciate it.

-Thistle's POV-

He's such a cocky bastard! Why must I be stuck with him? The dude's wearing a scarf for crying out loud! Why can't he be like me? Modest, polite, not a cocky butt-munch; meaning me. Perhaps he can be made into a good dude with help?

-Thorne's POV-

He's a bit shy, like a bunny. It's adorable. He seems fammiliar, like I know him already. 'Never let nice guys finish last.' I think to myself.

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