π…π‘π„ππ„πŒπˆπ„π’, vinnie ha...

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in which they hate each other, but can't get enough of each other MΓ‘s

𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓.
𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈
πŽππ„: 𝐈 π–πŽπ”π‹πƒ 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑
π“π–πŽ: 𝐈 π‘π„π€π‹π‹π˜ 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 πŠπˆπ’π’ π˜πŽπ”
𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 π‡π€πππ„ππˆππ† π€π†π€πˆπ
π…πŽπ”π‘: 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇 πŽπ‘ 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄
π…πˆπ•π„: πƒπŽπ†π’πˆπ“π“πˆππ†
π’πˆπ—: ππŽπ˜π’ π€πˆπ'𝐓 π’π‡πˆπ“
𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: ππ˜π‹π€'𝐒 π†πŽπ“ 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇
π„πˆπ†π‡π“: 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 π‚πŽπˆππ‚πˆπƒπ„ππ‚π„
ππˆππ„: 𝐈 π‚π‡πŽπ’π„ π‡πˆπŒ
𝐓𝐄𝐍: π˜πŽπ” π‚π‡πŽπŽπ’π„ πŒπ„?
𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐈
𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: π‡πŽπŒπ„, π€π‹πŽππ„
𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄: ππŽπ“π‡πˆππ† 𝐁𝐔𝐓 ππ˜π‹π€
π“π‡πˆπ‘π“π„π„π: πˆπ“ π’π”π‚πŠπ’ 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄
π…πŽπ”π‘π“π„π„π: 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐓 𝐔𝐏 𝐀𝐍𝐃 πŠπˆπ’π’ πŒπ„, π‡π€π‚πŠπ„π‘
π…πˆπ…π“π„π„π: 𝐁𝐄𝐆 π…πŽπ‘ πˆπ“*
π’πˆπ—π“π„π„π: π’π“π€π˜ π€π–π€π˜ π…π‘πŽπŒ 𝐇𝐄𝐑
𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: π˜πŽπ” πƒπŽ π˜πŽπ”
π„πˆπ†π‡π“π„π„π: 𝐈 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 π˜πŽπ” π“πŽ 𝐁𝐄 πŽπŠπ€π˜*
ππˆππ„π“π„π„π: 𝐈'𝐌 πƒπŽππ„ π–πˆπ“π‡ π˜πŽπ”
π“π–π„ππ“π˜: π…π‘π„ππ„πŒπˆπ„π’ π–πˆπ“π‡ ππ„ππ„π…πˆπ“π’*
𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐈𝐈
π“π–π„ππ“π˜ πŽππ„: π•πˆπππˆπ„ 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇
π“π–π„ππ“π˜ π“π–πŽ: π’πŽ π–π‡πŽ πƒπŽ π˜πŽπ” π‹πˆπŠπ„?
π“π–π„ππ“π˜ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: π“πŽπŽ π†πŽπŽπƒ π“πŽ 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄
π“π–π„ππ“π˜ π…πŽπ”π‘: 𝐖𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄
π“π–π„ππ“π˜ π…πˆπ•π„: 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐔𝐏 𝐀𝐍𝐃 πƒπŽ π’πŽπŒπ„π“π‡πˆππ†
π“π–π„ππ“π˜ 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: πŒπ€πŠπ„ 𝐔𝐏...πŒπ€πŠπ„ πŽπ”π“
π“π–π„ππ“π˜ π„πˆπ†π‡π“: π“π‘πŽπ˜
π“π–π„ππ“π˜ ππˆππ„: 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄 π†πŽπˆππ† π“πŽ πƒπŽ ππŽπ–?
π“π‡πˆπ‘π“π˜: πŒπ€π˜ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 πŒπ€π π–πˆπ
𝐀𝐂𝐓 πˆπ•
π“π‡πˆπ‘π“π˜ πŽππ„: π˜πŽπ”'𝐑𝐄 πˆππ•πˆπ“π„πƒ
π“π‡πˆπ‘π“π˜ π“π–πŽ: 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 π‚πŽπ”π‹πƒ π†πŽ π–π‘πŽππ†?
π“π‡πˆπ‘π“π˜ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 π“πŽ 𝐔𝐒?
π“π‡πˆπ‘π“π˜ π…πŽπ”π‘: πŠπˆπ’π’ πŒπ„, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄
π“π‡πˆπ‘π“π˜ π…πˆπ•π„: 𝐔𝐒𝐄 π˜πŽπ”π‘ π–πŽπ‘πƒπ’*
π“π‡πˆπ‘π“π˜ π’πˆπ—: 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 πŽπ… π‘π„π‰π„π‚π“πˆπŽπ
π“π‡πˆπ‘π“π˜ 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: ππ‘π„π“π“π˜ 𝐁𝐎𝐘
π“π‡πˆπ‘π“π˜ π„πˆπ†π‡π“: 𝐈'𝐌 π“πˆπ‘π„πƒ πŽπ… π–π€πˆπ“πˆππ†
π“π‡πˆπ‘π“π˜ ππˆππ„: 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 πŒπ„ ππ€π‚πŠ
π…πŽπ‘π“π˜: 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 π–πŽπ‘π’π“
𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐕
π…πŽπ‘π“π˜ πŽππ„: 𝐒𝐄𝐄 π˜πŽπ” 𝐈𝐍 πŒπˆπ€πŒπˆ
π…πŽπ‘π“π˜ π“π–πŽ: 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 π‘π„π€π‹π‹π˜ π“πŽπ†π„π“π‡π„π‘
π…πŽπ‘π“π˜ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: π’ππˆπ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 ππŽπ“π“π‹π„
π…πŽπ‘π“π˜ π…πŽπ”π‘: π–π„πˆπ†π‡ 𝐈𝐍
π…πŽπ‘π“π˜ π…πˆπ•π„: π˜πŽπ” πŒπ„π€π 𝐀 π‹πŽπ“ π“πŽ πŒπ„
π…πŽπ‘π“π˜ π’πˆπ—: π…πˆπ†π‡π“ ππˆπ†π‡π“, 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 πŽππ„
π…πŽπ‘π“π˜ 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: π…πˆπ†π‡π“ ππˆπ†π‡π“, 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 π“π–πŽ
π…πŽπ‘π“π˜ π„πˆπ†π‡π“: 𝐀𝐋𝐋 πŒπˆππ„*
π…πŽπ‘π“π˜ ππˆππ„: πŽππ„ π‰π„π€π‹πŽπ”π’ πŒπŽπ“π‡π„π‘π…π”π‚πŠπ„π‘
π…πˆπ…π“π˜: π…π‘πˆπ„ππƒπ’
𝐀𝐂𝐓 π•πˆ
π…πˆπ…π“π˜ πŽππ„: π“π€πŠπ„ πˆπ“*
π…πˆπ…π“π˜ π“π–πŽ: 𝐈 πƒπŽπ'𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄
π…πˆπ…π“π˜ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐈 πƒπˆπƒπ'𝐓 πƒπŽ πˆπ“
π…πˆπ…π“π˜ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: ππŽπ“π‡πˆππ† 𝐖𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 πƒπŽ
π…πˆπ…π“π˜ π…πŽπ”π‘: 𝐍𝐎 πŒπŽπ‘π„ 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒
π…πˆπ…π“π˜ π…πˆπ•π„: 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋*

π“π–π„ππ“π˜ π’πˆπ—: πƒπŽπŽπŒπ„πƒ π“πŽ 𝐁𝐄 π’πˆππ†π‹π„ π…πŽπ‘π„π•π„π‘

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"okay so we need to get the ice cream, what else do we need?" addison asked, as they pushed the cart down random aisles. 

"nothing really, but i wanna keep shopping," nyla replied, as they turned into the grocery section of the store. "oh my god, gummy worms."

she put two packs into the cart, with addison adding some twix bars and m&m's as well. the girls kept walking, heading to the big fridges that held the ice cream.

"cookies and cream or rocky road?" addison asked, holding both cartons up for nyla to choose from. 

"uhh, both," the girl said, smiling. "why do we need to choose?"

"good point," the blonde replied, putting both in the cart. "let's go the kitchen section, i need to get some new cups and silverware."

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vinnie trailed behind mia and thomas, pushing the cart as the couple walked in front of him, holding hands.

i hate third wheeling.

they walked into the store, heading straight to the grocery aisle, getting a bunch of veggies and frozen meals for everyone in the house. then they got some random snacks and drinks, the cart more than half full.

thomas looked at mia hopefully, praying that they would just leave since they had gotten the necessities, but the girl clearly had other plans, as she walked deeper into the store, ignoring the groans of the two boys accompanying her.

"ooh, let's see if they have those coffee cups with the first initial of our names on them," mia said, heading over to the kitchen aisles. "we need to get one for paper and calvin."

the boys obediently followed her into the kitchen section, thomas still following after mia while vinnie was on his phone, looking up occasionally to try to make sure that the cart wasn't going to hit the shelves.

"ow, what the fuck?"

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nyla was looking for a specific coffee cup that addison wanted, and was crouching down to the bottom shelves, kneeling on the floor as she tried to find the cup.

suddenly, a cart hit her side, making her almost fall over.

"ow, what the fuck?" she groaned, slowly getting up, rubbing her side as she looked at the person who was behind the cart. "oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me."

vinnie was staring back at her, his eyes wide in surprise, phone almost falling out of his hand. "oh my god, i didn't see you, i'm so sorry."

"fuck off, hacker,"nyla rolled her eyes, limping away from the boy, who left the cart behind and followed her. 

"wait, nyla, are you okay?"

the girl turned, eyes narrowed. "you just ran me over with your stupid cart. do you think i'm fucking okay?"

vinnie looked at her sheepishly. "sorry, i wasn't looking at where i was going."

"nyla! there you are, did you find the- oh hey, vinnie," addison said, looking back and forth between the two. "uh, am i interrupting anything?"

nyla smiled sarcastically, shaking her head. "nope, you didn't interupt anything at all."

the girl looked at the items in addison's hand, grabbing a sharp silver knife that she was holding. "oh wow, look at this knife."

she turned it towards vinnie, making a little stabbing motion at his chest. vinnie looked at her with an expression of pure fear as he took a step back, his mouth opening but no words coming out of it. 

addison sighed, plucking the knife out of nyla's hands and dropping it into their cart a few feet away from them. "she's not going to stab you, vinnie. don't freak out."

"that's highly debatable," nyla muttered under her breath. "i kinda do want to stab him."

addison glared at the younger girl, who glared right back at her, crossing her arms. "what?"

vinnie pointed back in the direction of where his cart was, walking backwards as he said, "yeah, so i'm just gonna..."

he turned, grabbing the cart and pushing it over to the next aisle, frantically searching for thomas and mia.

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"did you really have to threaten him with a knife?" addison asked as they stood in line for checkout. "i feel like that was a little overdramatic."

"it was not overdramatic," nyla responsed, scrunching her face up. "i was just responding to the danger in my environment."

"the danger in your environment? really?"

"yes. he's a menace. he should be terminated."

"what the fuck is this, the hunger games?" addison asked, shaking her head. "this conversation is reminding me of when you both actually used to hate each other."

"we never stopped hating each other, except for the twenty minutes from the gazebo to when he told me to fuck off at the hype house," nyla replied, "other than that, it was all just hate and hormones."

"right, right," addison snickered. "i totally believe that."

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"i just-she just almost-knife!" vinnie stuttered out, his hand on his chest, breathing heavily as mia and thomas looked at him weirdly.

"what?"

"ijustsawnylaandialmosthitherwithmycartandthenshesaidshewantedtostabmeandtheniranaway."

mia and thomas looked at him, still confused. "what?"

"i just saw nyla!" vinnie exclaimed. 

"did you beg for forgiveness?" mia asked, dropping all the stuff she had picked up around the store into the cart. "grovel on your knees?"

"no i ran away."

the couple groaned, rolling their eyes. "okay, vinnie."

"let's go checkout," mia said. "maybe if we see nyla again you can beg for her to take you back."

"i don't beg. plus, she had a knife!"

"when it comes to nyla, yes you will," mia responded, "and i thought you guys had a knife kink?"

"mia!"

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addison and nyla were back at addison's apartment, watching mean girls and eating ice cream and gummy worms.

"we should have a party," addison said, glancing over to nyla. "it's been a while since we've seen everyone else."

"if this is a plan to set me and vinnie up again, forget about it," nyla said, her eyes still on the tv. "i thought you said i needed to move on anyways."

"it's not about you and vinnie," addison said. "i just wanna get drunk and relax. but maybe we should invite vinnie and-"

"can we also invite bryce?"

"no."

"then no vinnie either."

addison sighed. "fine. let's do it in a few weeks at your new house? we can plan it later."

nyla nodded, grinning. "sounds good."

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"i cannot believe you saw nyla and ran away," mia said as the three of them got back to the hype house and sat in the kitchen. "are you dumb or are you dumb?"

vinnie sighed. "she's so scary. but she's also really hot when she's scary."

thomas laughed. "you really thought she would stab you?"

"yes!" vinnie said, his eyes wide. "she literally would've murdered me right there."

"i think you're being just a little overdramatic, buddy," alex said, joining the conversation. "plus, a murder in target would've been all over the news. nyla would probably just poison your drink or do something more lowkey."

"yeah, that sounds more like her," mia agreed. "she'd probably crush up some glass in your food and make you eat it and then you would die."

"or maybe she would just suffocate you with a pillow."

"guys, can we stop talking about ways nyla would kill me right now?" vinnie asked, putting his hands in his face. 

"no, it's too funny," mia replied. "plus, she's watched all the seasons of criminal minds, so she knows how not to get caught."

vinnie groaned, putting his head down on the cold kitchen counter. "can you guys shut up and tell me how i can talk to her again."

"well, first, i would learn how to protect myself against a knife," mia said. "because at this point, she probably will stab you the next time she sees you."

"oh my god, i hate you guys," vinnie said, massaging his temples as everyone around him laughed. "maybe i'm doomed to be single forever."

"maybe you just need to move on and hook up with someone else," alex said. 

vinnie glared at alex. "you have horrible advice. i don't want to hook up with anyone other than nyla."

"aw, he's pussy whipped," mia cooed, "i'm gonna text nyla all about this tonight."

"i hate you," vinnie repeated. "all of you. now, i'm going to sleep."

the boy trudged off to his room, cuddling with hera as he tried to fall asleep.






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she speaks!

double update 😲 who is she?!

-n

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Hate is a strong word. Vinnie Hacker is a tiktok boy. Florence is a tiktok girl. For people that do the same type of tiktoks they sure do dislike ea...
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𝙰 π™Ήπ™Ύπš‚π™· πšπ™Έπ™²π™·π™°πšπ™³πš‚ π™΅π™°π™½π™΅π™Έπ™²πšƒπ™Έπ™Ύπ™½ -"πš“πš˜πšœπš‘ πš’πš– πš“πšžπšœπš πšπš‘πšŽ πš‘πšŽπš•πš™" ~ 𝙸𝙽 πš†π™·π™Έπ™²π™· πšƒπ™·π™΄ πš‚πš†π™°πšˆ π™±π™Ύπšˆπš‚ π™·π™Έπšπ™΄ 𝙰𝙽...