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Arielle pulled her long and curly hair into a messy bun sitting at the top of her head.
Skylar watched Amere as he just sat in the backseat waiting to get out and fuck some shit up. He hadn't said a word since Arielle broke the news to the both of them once they landed in Houston.
Amanda was their get away car. Behind her sister, she was ready for whatever. She didn't even know what was going on but she was down to ride.
Arielle pulled her sweater over her head leaving her in nothing but a sports bra and some tights.
She wore a pair of tennis shoes on her feet.
"Let's go," Ari said as her and Amere hopped out of the car rushing towards the door. Ari covered the peephole as they knocked harshly.
"Who is it," Talia said as she tried to look out the peephole seeing nothing but darkness. "Stop playing on my fucking door," She fussed walking back to her seat on the couch.
Ari nodded at Amere as he kicked the cheaply made door making it fly open on the first try. Ari ran up to Talia like she was a track-star and jumped on top of her before she had the chance to get up.
