HOTE: Home of the Eagles Part 2
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  • Time 30m
  • Reads 269
  • Votes 24
  • Parts 24
  • Time 30m
Complete, First published Aug 18, 2019
HOTE finally got their chance to open for Jason Pride, but realize that they must write and record a song of their own to perform at their first concert. They get Freddie to help them, as he knows more about songwriting than they do. Meanwhile, the band must find the other crystals, in order to stop Dominique from achieving them. Both Manolo and Marisol realize that they're both in love with Sacha, but they can't date him because he already has a girlfriend, but what they don't realize is that she's cheating on him with Anton. Manolo forms a friendship with Jason to help him get over his crush on Sacha, but learns that he has a secret that he doesn't want anyone to find out. Manolo forms a father-son relationship with Freddie, to help him feel more confidant and understanding. Marisol forms an unlikely friendship with Dominique, as Dominique convinces Marisol to become a diva to get people to respect her, even if it means hurting the people she cares about, including her cousin.
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