scandals [czk]

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when diana complained to the front desk, the guys helped with unloading the car.

"help your girlfriend. she's gonna get high blood." i tell nick, in which he paced quickly to the desk.

"well, is this your luggage?" zion questioned, as he took out my white luggage

"yes. you're lucky you didn't go to college." i giggle. but i remember what happened. so i stopped

when they unloaded the car, i was gonna drive to the parking garage. i would've asked zion to come with me, but i wasn't in the mood to talk to him.

"brandon, can you come with me," i asked.

"i'm kinda busy, ask zion." he turns around, as he continues tapping on his phone.

"hi." zion gives me a big smile, as he opens the passengers seat

i gave a dead look to him.

"what's wrong?" his eyes soften a bit. "did i do something?"

"nope. not a thing. you did nothing wrong." my sarcasm spoke

"i already had the same thing go with kacie. it's like everyone is ganging up on me." he puts his head back

"it's really wrong to be friends with people like you guys." i say, as the traffic light turned red

"why?" he shot up

"well, it's not fun going to malls now. i used to be at ease as if i was invisible. but last week, some fan of yours came up to me and asked if i was with you and if i had like some thing with you." i answered.

"in LA, everyone knows everyone." he tries to defend

"not only that, but mikey and his girlfriend saw us last week saturday, and thought you were my boyfriend, they also saw the videos in their feed. so figure." i turn into the lot. i get the ticket, and the meter let's me in.

"so, you never asked about what happened to me." he muttered

"okay den." i roll my eyes. "what happened to you."

"well, because of what happened, kacie is mad. and she's gonna be at the wedding tomorrow." he crossed his arms

"well, did you explain that i'm just diana's roommate? and we're just close friends i suppose. i don't know what we are exactly." i explain, as i look around for a parking spot.

"she just ran off with my covers and-" i cut him off

"well, you guys had sex to clear it off." i gave a confused look

"she only found out after." he said

"when did she find out?" i asked

"sunday." he replied

"you guys did it on saturday? was it like at night, after you dropped me off?" i asked, out of curiosity. i was with him the time before that. i felt something that i kept to myself that night, but now figuring that he just slept with kacie right afterwards, it kind of made me gloomy.

"yeah. is that bad?" he questioned, as i finally pulled into a parking space

"yea. out of curiosity, why'd you ask me those questions about mikey?" i asked, as i was about to open the door

"nope. don't touch that." he yelled, to stop me from opening to door. he ran, and opened the door for me

"not reasonable. answer my question." i got out of the car, with unreasonable anger.

"you're unreasonable." he mimics my posture with my crossed arms

"excuse me?" i sassed

"my problems are not yours." he flutters his eyelashes

"shut up." i walk towards the stairs, while he catches up. i continue, but in a faster pace

"what did i do this time?" he asked, out breath

"you didn't answer my question." i huff, with annoyance. "how are you out of breath if your legs are longer than mine?"

"you're just a really fast. i wonder if you're also fast whe-" he smirks, until i cross the road

"listen here caleb. i have to read half of a book and study for a practice exam for extra credit. it's either you stop fooling around and answer my questions or leave me alone." i pull him by the collar of his shirt

"geese, she's feisty today." he giggles, as i let him go.

"though you may know, michael knocked up the girl he cheated on me with. the fact that they invited me to the gender reveal and baby shower annoys me." i complain.

"i never even seen that michael dude in my life." he argues. "what exactly is the hype?"

"lemme show you," i pull out my phone, as we stopped by a bench. i show him a pic of him and i a while back, while we were dating

"oh shit. he does have my face structure," he examines the pic. "and the nose too. you were right."

"what do you mean i was right?" i asked

"when you were drunk that one night, you slapped me in the face and thought i was mikey." he snicker

"excuse me?" i question, as i try recall. then when i remember, i quickly regret and want to run on the road.

"woah, slow down there." zion grabs my hand

"did i really say that?" i almost cry, with the idea that mikey kind of looks like the zion kuwonu if he was asian.

"yea, but the thing is that you also cried on my shoulder too. with your "why mikey? whyyy?"" he emphasizes the "why," as he mimics me.

"that's not funny. i'm gonna tell on that little girlfriend of yours." i scolded

"as if she even knows you." he laughed

"well, you were the one the slept with her right after you were out with another girl." i clicked my tongue, as we walked the few wide stairs that led back to the hotel. "wouldn't that be like guilt. cuz psychologically, that's what the human mind does. pleases the person that they feel of guilt."

"not true." he eyed me out

"okay. we have paired rooms. 2 connecting rooms and 1 separate room, for a refund." diana said, as she looks flushed. maybe it was from the screaming and complaining.

"who's in which room?" i asked

"since i am a bridesmaid, i'm gonna be staying with the other girls. lily, you're in charge. your room is cross from the guys room. and that's all to yourself, unless someone is gonna stay with you." she says. "in the connecting rooms, there's 2 beds in each room. so one guy is gonna stay on the floor. unless one of you guys would stay in the other room with lily."

"nah that's fine. they can manage to stay by themselves." i smile. "you know i'm busy and i need some quality time."

"i volunteer as tribute. i'm not sleeping on the floor again." zion smiles, as he gave me a wink

"okay, here's the room key cards. don't loose them." diana rushed. "im gonna meet up with the girls, and i'll see you guys at dinner."
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