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Disclaimer: I don't own the Gallagher Girls. No matter how much I want to.

CHAPTER 10

"Are you ready?" Grant asked nervously as we walked into our new dorm.

"Yea, I'm ready," Sean said throwing his purse down.

I reluctantly threw my purse on my bed and grabbed my (new) hairbrush.

Then I did something, I have never done before.

I pressed play.

Needless to say, us six were pretty embarrassed when four Gallagher Girls came knocking on our door and opened it up to see us dancing like idiots.

What can I say? We love to dance?

"Can…um… we help you?" Grant- I mean Gina asked.

"Um... yea... sorry Jenny left her purse in the Grand Hall," Bex said eyeing us up and down and if we were some strange species.

Not that I can argue that were not.

"Oh, right. I can be such a blonde sometimes," Jonas said grabbing his purse and unintentionally blushing.

"Yea, I can tell," Macey said while she pulled a nail file out of her pocket.

So, that's where she put it!

"So," I said trying to get something out of this horrible day, "you girls want to hang out some time?"

Unfortunately, the girls were still somewhat dazed at what they saw before.

Not that I can blame them, I mean have you seen Grant dance?

Not a pretty picture my friends.

"Um, sure. How about tomorrow, you can sleep over in our room," Liz asked while still staring at Grant.

Ooh, Jonas is going to kill him later.

Can't wait to videotape that!

"Alright later," Chase said while slamming our door in their still shocked faces (except for Macey) and he waited until he heard them walk away to turn to us and say,

"Okay now we have an invitation, all we need is information. Hey that rhymed!"

My stupid, stupid friends.

Ya know, I feel that that last line can apply to millions of kids around the world? Where would we be without our stupid friends?

Lots of Love, Nat