A/N: It's almost been two months and a week. Apparently schools are gonna start opening soon. Ugh. I hope not.
Anyway, I had a bunch of spare time this week so I got stuff done really quick. (Meaning I updated all my stories, yep even Fallen Angel) Plus it's a week till break! Yes! More time to write. (I'm a write-aholic) I also had a lot of fun with writing how Alejandro's mom behaves. (Spanish lessons came in handy for once xD)
Thanks for the kind review JustaFriend! Same to you Gucci Mane LaFlare! This story's still got a way to go and I'm far from done.
Make sure to stay safe and well,
Till next time,
D.L.D
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IF YOU CAN REMIND ME OF ANY OPEN PLOTS! I'm re-reading the story to check I don't have any, if you find one please say!
Courtney's P.O.V
"I must warn you now," Carlos spoke as we were on the doorstep of the Burromuerto family home, "My family are extremely smothering."
I just raised a brow a his remark. Usually wealthy parents didn't exactly care about how you were, of course they made sure you were ok, but they didn't care. Wealth and smothering, didn't exactly mix well.
"How bad can one family be?" Heather placed her hands on her hips, "I mean I've dealt with nosy aunts and uncles, I doubt they're worse than that."
"Alright then," Carlos shrugged before opening the glossed oak doors.
Immediately we were greeted to a maid, dressed in uniform and a smile on her face.
"Buenos tardes," She smiled, "I'm Lucia, the Burromuertos' head maid."
"Hi, I'm Courtney," I say smiling back at her, "So the Burromuertos have plenty of servants?"
"Yes," She nodded, "But they're such wonderful bosses. Mrs Burromuerto, though she insists we call her Andrea, is such a nice woman. She makes the most delicious, cookies."
"Good to know she's nice," Heather gave a smile to the maid. It was clearly fake.
"Yes," The maid agreed, "She's muy simpatico."
We then ended the small talk and Carlos led us into the lounge, telling us to leave our things in the hall. He said someone will bring them to our rooms so we don't have to do any work. We were 'family' after all.
My breath caught in my throat as soon as I stepped into the lounge. Stunning white walls, hung with decorative art and all sorts of gorgeous items flooded my sight. The furniture, the decor, heck the house itself was perfect. Just perfect. I'm beginning to think that the Burromuertos only settle for perfect.
"Ah, you must be Courtney and Heather," An older version of the Burromuerto brothers approached us and placed a kiss on our hands. Odd. I didn't think we were in France.
"Ah, you two are so bonita!" Heather and I both inwardly cringed as Mrs Burromuerto embraced us, smothering us with kisses on both cheeks. A Spanish custom.
"Yes, your sons knows how to pick em," I laughed, "Right Heather?"
"Of course he does," She agreed, "Except they made a mistake ditching us in America. You never told us about an arranged marriage."
Everyone's gaze settled on the two brothers as Heather pinned the attention on them. I should've known she'd make them suffer for dragging her across the globe to save their asses. Maybe asking Bridgette to come wouldn't have been a bad idea. I mean she and Geoff went through a hard patch cause she made-out with Alejandro once. But then that'd make Geoff mad and he'd probably try to ignore me. Then I'd miss out on the best parties in town...
Ok, I don't care about them but they're good to spread my ideas and pitches. You never know when you can get a client. Plus I like to have fun sometimes.
"Well, we didn't want to frighten you," Alejandro came up with a lie. Clearly it was half baked.
"Yes, it's not good for Heather's baby is it," Jose nodded, trying not to laugh. I was doing the same. Meanwhile Heather and Alejandro glared at Jose, as Carlos and Mr and Mrs Burromuerto looked at her awestruck.
"I'm going to be an abuela!" Mrs Burromuerto tackled Heather in a hug. I laughed as she tried her best not to shove the woman away. I'm so happy they didn't say I was pregnant.
"Why didn't we hear of this before, Alejandro?" Mr Burromuerto looked skeptical.
"The same with the weddings," Carlos raised a brow, "I'd at least think you'd tell us."
"It wasn't anything big," Jose shrugged, "Just at the registry office."
"Plus Alejandro and I couldn't decide on a theme," Heather rolled her eyes, "He's terrible with themes."
"He always was," Mrs Burromuerto smiled fondly as she wiped her eyes, "You two have got me crying tears of joy! I'm so happy my sons found such loving wives. Unlike the spoiled mess that is Isabelle."
"Isabelle?" I raised a brow.
"Yes, she is the girl Carlos is set to marry," The older woman sighed, "She is from the family we arranged this with. Though she is extremely spoiled. You girls are such a change from that, and Americans!"
"Um..Thanks," Heather and I both replied sheepishly.
A silence filled the room until Mr Burromuerto cleared his throat to gain our attention.
"Well," He sighed, "As with all new members of this family, you must survive a dinner. If you do, then we will not question if you're really married to our sons or not. It is set for next week."
Heather and I nodded.
"Don't mind about him, chicas," Mrs Burromuerto pulled a face at her husband, "He's really just a big softie. Mi pequeno amor. I'll have Lucia take you to your rooms."
And with that, the maid arrived and we were whisked away from the room. Probably so the family could talk in private.
"I need a translator," Heather shook her head, "What did she say about her husband?"
"That he's her little sweetheart," I say, "I mean it wouldn't kill you to take Spanish lessons. You are married to a Hispanic man."
Heather just groaned in frustration while Lucia and I laughed. Maybe I can have a little fun, especially since Heather's now married and pregnant.
Tyler's P.O.V
"Ok, one more lap!" Pete yelled as Gerry blew the whistle.
I smiled at the sound. That meant class was nearly over, meaning I'll find out if I'm making good progress. The more good progress, the closer to Taylor and Lighting's class I get. I couldn't help by smile even more. Then I'll be with my friends and Lindsay will finally be able to memorize my name! Well, I'm unsure about the last one, but baby steps.
I sighed as I finished the final lap, staying behind instead of following everyone back to the dorms. Usually we were all sweaty after gym, so everyone rushed back to their dorms to shower. I mean they aren't wrong. I usually reek after class.
"Well done, Tyler," Gerry smiled, "You've really improved in the past week or so."
"Yep, even a klutz like how you were managed to change," Pete agreed, "However you have an final assessment to go through."
"A final assessment?" I repeat, the words echoing in my skull.
"Yeah, but you don't need to worry!" Gerry laughed and Pete joined.
"It's true, with the way you've been improving you'll pass with flying colours," Both men then walked off, laughing as the became small specs on the green.
The silence filled my mind as I envisioned joining my friends in the other class. I could see the shock on their faces as they see how I'd improved. Maybe they'll even want me on their team! I mean I know they chose me out of politeness before...
"I'll pass with flying colours," I repeat Pete's words as I begin to jog back to the dorms, "I'll pass and I'll have fun with my friends in the other class."
Topher's P.O.V
"Whoa, nice teeth Chris," I tried to suppress a laugh as Chris flashed his new smile to everyone.
"Thanks," He grinned, causing me to squint.
Thanks to his massive ego, I've been able to feed small pieces of fake news to Chris. As you know I mentioned his age, so he used 'age-be-gone!'; then I mentioned his hair, so he's using a new conditioner that makes it look unnaturally sleek and shiny; last week I mentioned his smile, so her whitened his teeth; and this week I'm mentioning his eyebrows. All part of my plan.
You see, since I'm Chris' biggest fan I'm planning to take over his high school and college. Of course Don was upgraded to the high school's principal when Chris decided to open the school, and it's considerably improved. But once I'm principal the school will be even better!
"You shouldn't encourage him," Justin frowned, "Fake beauty is a crime against people like me."
"Sure, cause we all care about what pretty boys think," Trent rolled his eyes, "You should be focused on the band, not your looks."
"It's not my fault my looks gather the fanbase," Justin shrugged.
Trent just growled, clenching is teeth as he began to play his chords.
The tensions have been really high with the Drama Bros recently and I think it's starting to show. Especially since Chris has been more enveloped with my 'suggestions'. I mean I should stop to save the band, but my dream is way more important. I mean there'll always be a replacement for the Drama Brothers; they're just another boy band.
As I thought this, I heard a crash and then looked behind me to see a stage light. It had fallen because of a weakened rope. Interns. Damn fools couldn't do anything right.
"I'm gonna need a technician," I talk into my walkie-talkie, "A stage light fell through the stage."
"On it," I heard a voice reply before the frequency went dead.
I then put my walkie-talkie back on its holder before writing the task down on my clipboard. Next step is to report Chris to the school board and then I can finally give up this facade.
Taylor's P.O.V
I was on the green, trying out some yoga with Stephanie, Dawn, Zoey and Sky. I had invited Eva, but she wanted to rest up after the boxing match. I won, but only by a hair.
Anyway, the five of us had dressed in spandex, sports bras and leggings showing off our curves and figures. However we weren't doing this to seem like a slut parade, we were doing to socialize. After all, things had gotten pretty boring recently.
"I'm surprise Mike and Ryan allowed you two to come out," Sky looked at Zoey and Stephanie as we all reached for the mat beneath us, "I mean if I was dating my man would freak. Guys getting free stares of my ass and cleavage."
Dawn and I nodded. However we all knew why Sky was single. Her reputation was kinds ruined by the scandal that happened when she dated Dave. No-one ever overlooked her two-timing ways; even the people who were known as whorish.
"Well, Mike's trusting," Zoey beamed, "He knows I love him and only him."
"Same with Ryan," Stephanie said his name in a dreamy tone, "In fact I'm planning to lose it to him."
"You are?!" We all burst out.
Ok, I know. The green, where everyone from the college walks to get to the dorms, isn't the best place to have girly talks about sex but we're all bored. Plus yoga was to socialize. What better way to socialize than talking about intimacy and our relationships. It's not like we're all past teenage years anyway.
"Yeah," I could see a slight blush, "But I'm not sure."
"I mean, if you love him go for it," Zoey grinned.
"Definitely," Dawn smiled softly, "I'm sure Ryan feels the same about you."
"I hope so," Stephanie bit her lip, "Anyway, I saw the secret crush column. We all know you wrote it Taylor."
I looked at them all wide-eyed. I was just leaning over to stretch to the side, when the words left Stephanie's mouth. Am I that predictable?
"Who would I write it for?" I say, playing dumb.
"Him," Sky grinned and I turned to where she pointed.
She was pointing to Lightning. He was running along the path, probably trying to show off his 'manliness'. Most of the time I mocked him about it and it followed with a game of punchies. Yeah, that sort of fun. I mean, we were friends and we got along well. So...maybe I wrote the secret crush thing to vent. I though no-one would see it! I mean crushes on your best-friend can ruin everything...
I bit my lip as I went back to doing yoga poses. the others just looked at me knowingly.
"You like him~" Stephanie beamed, "You have to tell him!"
"No way!" I turn crimson, "Look, he's my friend and I may have the tiniest of crushes on him. Nothing big."
"From what you wrote, it seems pretty big," Zoey shook her head, "I mean it screams love on the brain."
"I doubt that -"
"Hey! Lightning!" I groaned as Stephanie called him over. Why'd she have to meddle...
I felt my face heating, telling me that I was really red. Probably sunburn red. I just wanted to hide in a pit and never come out, even to muck about with Lightning and Tyler.
"Stephanie maybe she should -" Dawn looked at me, brows furrowed.
"Nope, she has to say it," Stephanie grinned, "Trust me, it'll fix everything."
"Say what?" Lightning was by us now, smile on his face, "Hey Tay. Ladies."
"Hey Lightning," They all responded except for me.
"Whoa, are you ok, Tay?" I blinked as I heard his voice directed at me.
I immediately took a deep breath and tried to get my complexion to go back to normal.
"Yeah, just overworked," I grinned sheepishly.
"Ok..." He looked at us all again, "So did you call me over to have small talk or -"
"Check the crush column next week!" Zoey smiled widely, "Trust me, you'll want to see it."
"Ok, if you say so," He then looked at me, "See you later, Tay."
"Yeah, see you," I say as he ran off.
"So much for telling him how you feel," Stephanie huffed, "You really need to learn to talk to guys."
I just sighed and rolled my eyes as I continued to do more yoga stretches. Stephanie better hope this calms me down, or I'm gonna end up punching her.
Amy's P.O.V
"God, you always catch me when I have a sneak treat," I say as I eat a brownie.
"Guess I just know you're a sweet tooth," He chuckled, "Plus it helps me know your favourite treats."
"I guess," I laughed a little, "How's the tour?"
"Shitty," He answered, "We're more or less on the verge of breaking up."
"What? No..." I look at him, "Seriously?"
"Well, yeah," He sighed as he played with a pen on his desk, "Chris doesn't give two shits about us, Topher's annoying as hell and I just don't fell the same as when the band started."
"Mhm," I say as I bite my lip, "Sounds stressful."
"Oh, it is," He chuckled, "The only highlight of my day is talking to you."
I blush at his comment. It's nice to know my company is appreciated, however I know it was meant in a friendly way. But still it makes me feel nice inside.
"Thanks," I mumble, hiding behind the curtain of my hair. It had grown out a bit since I'd completely spaced about cutting it. It was actually close to it's original length.
"No problem," He replied, smiling, "Anyway, how's it at Pahkitew."
"If anything, boring," I say, surprising myself and Trent.
"Are you sure?" He raised a brow, "Did Scarlett brainwash you or anything?"
"No," I laugh, "It's just quiet. Usually there's something big going on, but recently everyone's happening far away from me."
"I'd be happy about that," Trent laughed.
"Meh, it's bittersweet," I shrugged, "I mean you seem to enjoy me retelling everything."
"I just like talking to you," He smiled.
"Same," I smiled back, blushing slightly, "Well, I'd better go. I promised Elena I'd call her today."
"Oh, ok," He gave a soft smile, "Bye."
"Bye," I then ended the call, getting ready to call Elena. Hopefully she doesn't tease me for being late again...
"You were talking to Trent," She giggled, answering the call, "I know it, don't refuse."
I just groaned as I heard her laugh. I swear sometimes she's just like Samey...
Noah's P.O.V
"Emma, please, I can explain!" I'm at her dorm's doorstep, getting soaked by the rain as I bang on her front door.
A few minutes ago it was a clear and sunny day. Fluffy white clouds covered a blue sky and everything seemed cheery, then it all seemed to darkened when I began to knock on her door. Begging for forgiveness as my heart chipped into smaller and smaller pieces. I swear I sound like such a sap right now...
"Just go away Noah," I heard her sigh from behind the door, "I...need some space."
"Just let me explain!" I plead again, desperation practically coating my tone.
I heard the sound of her footsteps, before moving as the door swung open. A small smile came to my face as I slowly looked at her. The smile didn't last.
"Noah...I told you to leave," Emma's tone was firm. She usually used this tone when Kitty was annoying her, I'd never heard her speak to me like this. I must've really pissed her off...
"I know but -"
"No buts Noah," She went to close the door again, "I...I think we need a break."
"Emma...I -" I didn't get a response as she'd already closed the door on me.
I fell to my knees, the rain pelting me harder. A cold chill traveled down my spine as the rainwater seeped through my clothing, soaking my skin. Tears escaped from me with a howl. It sounded like something from a romance movie, really. Just more realistic...
As I got up from the doorstep, soaked and emotional, the rumble of thunder was heard. Just as I thought my day couldn't get any worse. And it reminded me of what I lost. Well, the french did with that stupid thunder saying. 'Coup de foudre'; love at first sight...
"Love at first sight..." I say as I trudge away from Emma's dorm, disappearing into the stormy evening.
Sierra's P.O.V
"So...Taylor was the mystery entry?" Staci asked as she sipped a milkshake.
Once again, the both of us were people-watching at our dorm. Staci had provided the snacks and gossip, while I had provided the equipment. It was our roommate thing.
"Yep," I nodded as I took a packet of Jelly Babies, "Izzy heard about it in the ice-cream parlor. Apparently she's crushing on Lightning."
"Lightning?" Staci scrunched her nose as she opened a bag of chips, "Isn't he, like, super obnoxious and jerky?"
"Not to her," I say, "He seems to have a softer side that he only shows to her and Tyler. I mean he calls her Tay most of the time."
"True, true," Staci nodded, before smiling, "Doesn't that mean Anne-Maria's out of a fuck buddy?"
"Yep," I nodded as I got my binoculars. I just spotted Duncan and Gwen heading off somewhere. If they were up to what I think they were, I needed to get some shots for the Gwuncan blog.
"Yes! You know my great great great great great great grandmother invented fuck buddies," Staci spoke, "She just thought 'hey! why not ask my best-friend if he wants to have sex!' She invented gang bangs too."
"Wow..." I say as I get my phone out, ready to get pics of Gwen and Duncan, "Sounds great!"
"Yeah..." We sunk into a comfy silence, "Wanna spy on Lightning to see if he likes Taylor back?"
"Hell yes!" I grinned, "All the blogs are getting boring and I haven't updated the Gwuncan vs Duncney one for ages! I'm personally Gwuncan, but I still ship Duncney."
"So how are you Gwuncan?" Staci raised a brow as we both began to pack up.
"Because!" I say happily, "It keeps Gwen away from my Codykins!"
Staci just sighed and rolled her eyes, as we continued to pack away so we could start investigating on Lightning.