Inside

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Inside

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"Wow." Iris breathed.

"I know right?" A familiar voice asked behind her.

She jumped and turned around.

"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you," Zhan said.

"It's fine," 

Zhan smiled and pulled out a guitar case. 

"What's that?" Iris asked.

"It was a gift- from your dad before he passed," Zhan replied

"Oh."

"It was in his will to give this to you,"

Zhan handed her the case, and she sat down and opened it.

Zhan handed her the case, and she sat down and opened it

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"I love it," Iris whispered.

He smiled, sat down next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

She looked at him in the eyes, and he leaned in closer. Before she knew it, they kissed. 

Fitz P

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Fitz P.O.V

"Crap!" Fitz practically yelled.

"Welp. It's not a surprise, Foster can get people's attention when she wants to." Keefe admitted.

"Ya think?" Biana mumbled

"It's not her fault," Tam jumped in

"I know. But I'm getting seriously worried." Fitz said.

"We all are," Dex told Fitz.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Keefe called.

The door opened, and Mr. Forkle stood in the doorway.

"I need to speak to you kids." Mr. Forkle told them.

"What is it?" Fitz asked.

Mr. Forkle sat on the couch and sucked in a breath.

"The Council has scheduled a hearing for next week."

A/N Sorry for the short chapter! I don't really know what to do with them.

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