NASH GRIER POV
I look to my left and see two really hot girls. They stare at me, studying me up and down. They must like me. I look at the blonde girl and she gives me a small smile and looks back at the other girl and starts talking. I run my hand through my hair and walk over to them.
LACEY (CHARLOTTE) POV
"Michelle he is walking over here!" I whisper.
"Get out slowly." she says as she gets her drink.
"What is he even doing in L.A.! Isn't he suppose to be home! At school! Beating other people up?!?" I whisper.
"Too late..." Michelle (Anna) says pointing to Nash.
"Hey pretty lady." Nash says staring right at me.
"Uhm...hi ....."
"We gotta go." Michelle says walking slowly as I follow her.
"Wait!" Nash says grabbing my wrist.
I let go of his iron grip and turn around.
"What!" I yelp.
"Can I get your number?"
"Uh."
"...."
"...."
"Not leaving until I get your number..."
"I don't even know what your name is!?"
"Nash." He says. "Whats yours?"
"Charlotte I MEAN LACEY! LACEY IS MY NAME."
"Charlotte........." he says quietly.
"Why? Uh do you know a Charlotte?"
"Uh...nope." he says.
Oh. I see don't wanna mention me.
"Really? You don't know a Charlotte? There's a lot of charlottes in the world...." I say as Michelle pinches me and I stop blabbing.
"Well I used to..." he says.
"Really? What happened to her?" I ask him wanting to know his perspective of the story.
"She...uh...died." he says
YASSS THEY THINK IM DEAD!
"I didn't get your number yet Lacey." he says.
"Oh right!" I says she hands me his phone.
"Password?"
"*insert your password here*"
"There." I say. "Bye!" I say running to Michelle's car.
"Lacey! You almost blew our cover !"
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Hai.
Bai.