Hello ladies and other people. This Chapter is going to be in a unknown POV until the end. Enjoy!

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I groaned and spin around in my spinny chair to see my partner painting her nails.

"How can you do such a thing at this time, we still haven't found a project to give to Terrianne." She rolls her eyes and keeps doing her nails. I get and slam my hands down the table she was sitting on, messing her up.

She then looks at me and glare. "Was that really neccessary? Like c'mon we have time before we the project is over." I then snap my fingers in her face and start to talk again.

"BUT WE HAVE TO TURN IN A IDEA TOMORROW!" I never get this mad at her but this is a important project that can promote us, to getting our own business, and we still haven't found a way to help 'The teens of tomorrow'

She sighs. "Chill girl, maybe a idea will come to us by going shopping!" She squeals, and before I can protest she shushes me. "Now no more yelling, people are going to think things." Then gets her stuff and walks out, with me following her. My bestfriend ladies and gentlemen.

We go to about a million store that teens go to a we still haven't found nothing. Even my girl here is getting annoyed and worried.

"Maybe you were right, maybe we should-" I cut her off and stand up.

"No! I will not give up this easily...how about we just find some teens that can pull it off." She looks at me confused.

"You mean we steal teens and get them to do our dirty work?" Why must is be so hard with her.

"Nooo, like find some sassy fasionable girls who don't have a home." Its quiet for a minute before she starts to whine again.

"But all those kinds of girls are rich, how can we-" I cut her off again.

"No buts just go look and find as many girls as you can that have what it takes, but no spoiled brats, just girls that need help." She nods and then gets a taxi. Ahh New York, its just beautiful during the winter time.

I walk around until I see if I can find anyone that can help me out, but then my stomach starts to growl. I walk into a diner and look for a both, there aren't any empty ones but I see a blonde pushing around some pie. I decide to sit with her and see how she act's.

I when I sit across from her, she doesn't look up, I decide to introduce myself. I clear my throat and she looks up, I can see she has pale blue eyes and a baby face.

"Hello how are you, I sorry if this seems a bit odd but may I ask what your name is and why your eating alone." I say in the most gentle motherly voice.

She blushes and looks down, then she says in a quiet voice that I can still hear.

"My name is Claire Lyons, I had just ran away from my home." Lyons? Where have I heard that name before. Before I can ask her that question. A girl with brown hair and brown with little amber specks.

"Sorry to interupt but you ran away." She had sort of a british accent. She looked hopeful, had she ran away too?

Claire nodded having that same hopeful look. The pretty brit then squealed and sat next to Claire.

"My name is Massie Block." Block? Who are these people!

"Girls, girls can I ask who your parents are?" They both stop their conversation and look at me. Claire got a nervous look on her face but Massie quickly backed her up.

"No one you need to know of." Oh, well look who has a attitude. But she isn't the only one who can be a little bitch.

"Well excuse you but I just heard those last names before and I was wondering if you didn't have anyone to stay with you then you can stay at me and my friends penthouse with a couple other girls. Where you can maybe get a awesome vice president's job." I finish and then start to get up but then miss little pretty brit stands up.

"Okay I'm sorry its just I'm having a hard time and I didn't think you would help me or her," she points at Claire and she smiles, so cute. "But can you please help us, it would be great to start fresh." I nod and the girls get suitcases that I didn't see and we get a cab.

I take the girls to my apartment, its a nice high class one so don't worry, and the girls don't look all to shocked. I guess they live the high life, all that does is make me more suspious of them. But whatever.

When I open the door to the penthouse my partner is already there with three other girls, it seems like they were laughing about somthing. One of them has red hair and she is wet with a blaket covering her. She the snezzes. What happened to these poor babies.

"Finally your back. And you have two girls, awesome."

Massie and Claire put there suitcases down next to the other girls and sit on the couch with them. Then Massie speaks.

"Okay were here, can you tell us your name before I start to think you steal girls." Steal? She came with me begging. Alright miss pretty brit, its on.

"Well you girls aramazing for letting us take you and I think you deserve to know our names." my friend said.

"My name is Lisi Harrison, and this is my partner aand best friend Tyra Banks." I told them.

"And we need to know why you girls, from one of the most richest men ran away." Tyra said in a serious voice. The girls looked at each other then back at us.

"Were Pregnanat." They said in a unison whisper. That suprised us as much as them.

Next we are going to start counting down each girls pregnancy, we won't do names and the gender until later.