"FOOD!" we both scream at the same time and jump up from our positions, me eagerly running towards the window and her towards her phone.

She reaches the phone much quicker than I reach the window and she answers it straight away, still panting from running and I laugh at he exhausted expression.

"Hellooooo," she answers with a grin and then I see it slip off her face after a moment, "You what?" she asks, her eyes darting worryingly to me and I pause in my action to go to the window, panicked by her expression. "A little bit of warning would have been nice," she hisses, shooting me an apologetic look and my eyes widen.

Who was she talking to?

"Right, fine, okay, okay, we'll be down in a second," she sighs and hangs up the phone, immediately grimacing at me.

"What?" I ask accusingly, not knowing what she's going to say but knowing I'm not going to like it.

"Don't freak out," she states and I shoot her an incredulous look which she sighs again at, "I know, I know, that's what people say when they know they're going to freak out." 

She walks towards me and then looks past my shoulder towards her window.

"So I asked Cole to bring us the food because the delivery time was really long..." she begins, trailing off and I raise an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue, "And I phoned him when he was at school and he was with other people and a certain one of them might have heard..."

My heart pounds in my chest as I race to see outside, my hands shaking as they press against the glass and I watch as two people step out of a sleek black car, a very familiar car.

"Trent." 

The whisper leaves my mouth almost breathlessly but his head shoots up to the window as if hearing me and I scream in surprise, shooting back from view and stumbling further into Kristie's bedroom.

"What is Trent doing here!" I yell, knowing the answer already but freaking out none the less, "Why has he gotten out of the car? Why did Cole not warn you?" I spin around and point at her, "Why didn't you tell me you were asking Cole!"

Kristie grabs both of my arms and shakes me, bringing me out of my rambling state as she looks at me in panic, "Because I didn't want you to freak out!"

"Well, I'm freaking out!" I exclaim and she rolls her eyes, stepping away from me, "What do I do?"

"Calm down," she orders and I stop pacing back and forth and actually listen to her, "Deep breaths," she watches me take a few and then smiles, "Good. Now chill out, and walk downstairs with me... and maybe also run that brush you threw at me through your hair."

I gasp, realising how much of a mess I probably look and I quickly do what she says, brushing it quickly before yanking it into a messy bun.

"Let's go," I nod and she starts walking out of the room, my hesitant steps right on her heels.

What was I going to say to him. What was he going to say to me? Would Scarlette have kep her promise or is he going to know?

This is fine.

This is fine.

This is fiiiiiiiiine.

Deep breaths seem to help my shaking hands and Kristy gives me one more look of confidence before she opens the front door and smiles brightly at the people behind it.

"Hi boys!" she gleams and my mouth pops open at how happy she is to see the two of them.

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