Hey! I'm back! Did you miss me? (Beth, they saw you a few days ago.) I DON'T CARE. (Now you're talking to yourself.) Shut up.
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Without further ado, here's chapter four!
Beth's POV
"Welcome home Beth!" Everyone yelled out. I laughed as one guy yelled out, "Happy Easter!"
Everyone stared at him before bursting into laughter.
"People! Introduce yourself!" Adam yelled.
"Way to put us on the spot Adam!" Someone yelled out.
"Mitch!" the one closest to us yelled. He was kind of cute….. No Beth. You don't even know him.
"Jerome!" The one standing next to him said loudly.
"Jason!" The one who yelled 'Happy Easter!' said.
"Ian!" A man sitting on the sofa said.
"Ashley!" A woman with a British accent exclaimed. "By the way, it's nice to have another girl here." She said.
"Dakota!"
"Quinton!"
"Seto!" (A/N I have no idea what his real name is.)
"Ty!"
"Tyler!"
I smiled and waved.
I remembered my bruises and turned to adam.
"Can I use your bathroom?" I asked, hesitating.
"Sure, go that way and take a left." He said, pointing.
I walked into the bathroom and took out the concealer Liz gave me before I left.
I reapplied it to my bruises, capped it and walked back out into the living room.
"Hello!" Mitch said and waved. I blushed, and waved back. Luckily, it went unnoticed.
After LOTS of talking, Adam asked if I'd like to see my room.
"Yes!" I said, standing up. He led me upstairs and to a door. He opened it and there was a bed with purple coverings, green walls, black carpet and a big desk with a computer on it.
"Thank you!" I gasped and hugged him. "You like it!?" Ashley yelled from downstairs.
"I love it!" I yelled back. We went back downstairs and after a few more hours, I went back to my room and crashed on my bed.
Okay, this was a really horrible, short chapter, I had writers block. This was kind of a filler chapter. Do you guys like Team Crafted craziness in this story? Anyway, review, give me ideas, give me something to call you, blah, blah blah. Baii!
