Chapter 4

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"All we want is a little place that we can all have fun, and I swear I won't break a thing. All we want is a little place where we can dance. I know you understand. " Why Don't We, Friends.

"Just come!" I tell them.

"Why?" Max asks again.

"Yeah?" Both Nik and Hailey agree.

"Because—because— I can prove Why Don't We!"

I hear Max squeal, something she never does. "But... I'm running," she says.

"Running?" Hailey laughs.

"Ugh. Why are you so annoying, Hayhay?" Max sighs.

"Why can't she run, Hailey? It's not like she's going to bump into Harry Styles or such," Nik adds.

"Or Lord Montgomery," I say, making my friends laugh. "Okay, but you guys better hurry, the guys are coming in, like, 5."

"Yeah, yeah," Hailey says, trying to sound bored.

"Sure!" Nik's always been there.

"Max?" I ask.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK, YOU BITSH," Max practically yelled.

"Yes?"

"DUUUUUUUUUUH!"

I laugh. "Okay! See you guys!"

"I can hear your friends from over here!" Corbyn says, coming into view.

I giggle. "Max Quin. She's gotten louder since grade 6."

"Oh?"

"Yup," I nod. "Hailey Mah... she's exactly the same. Obsessed with Harry Styles. Nikki, Nik, Xu is also the same, loves to write, read. That kind of stuff."

"Nikki Shoe?" Corbyn asks.

I shake my head, smiling, and push him. "Xu."

"I still hear Shoe."

"We used to joke about her name; Nike Shoe," I shrug.

Corbyn laughs. "That is genius."

"Also, didn't you have to record?" I ask.

"We can do that another day," Corbyn shrugs.

I narrow my eyes, but leave it at that.

Tap. Tap.

Knock. Knock.

Thump. Thump.

BANG. BANG.

Corbyn grins. "Jonah, Daniel, Jack, and Zach."

He opens the door, revealing the boys.

Why Don't We is now complete.

I let out a weird squealing sound.

Zach whips his face to me. "Who's that?"

"Is—" Corbyn doesn't get to finish.

"Isla?" Jack asks.

"Isa—" Corbyn tries again.

"Isabella?" Daniel asks, nodding to me.

"Just listen," Jonah says.

"Thank you. ISABELLE," Corbyn says.

They stay quiet, just nodding.

Tock. Tock.

I open the door.

"Hiiiii!!" I say, hugging Nik and Hailey. "Where's Max?"

Hailey shrugs. "Running? Is Harry Styles here?"

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