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- Prologue!,(:
- Chapter One!,(:
- Chapter Two!,(:
- Chapter Three!,(:
- Chapter Four!,(:
- Chapter Five!,(:
- Chapter Six!,(:
- Chapter Seven!,(:
- Chapter Eight!,(:
- Chapter Nine!,(:
- Chapter Ten!,(:
- Chapter Eleven!,(:
- Chapter Twelve!,(:
- Chapter Thirteen!,(:
- Chapter Fourteen!,(:
- Chapter Fifteen!,(:
- Chapter Sixteen!,(:
- Chapter Seventeen!,(:
- Chapter Eighteen!,(:
- Chapter Nineteen!,(:
- Chapter Twenty!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-One!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Two!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Three!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Four!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Five!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Six!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Seven!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Eight!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Nine!,(:
- Chapter Thirty!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-One!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Two!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Three!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Four!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Five!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Six!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Seven!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Eight!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Nine!,(:
- Chapter Forty!,(:
- Chapter Forty-One!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Two!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Three!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Four!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Five!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Six!,(:
- Chatper Forty-Seven!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Eight!,(:
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE!(:
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Scarlet didn’t remember where she fell asleep, but she knew it wasn’t her bed. She stretched, and rolled onto her side to open her eyes. “Ahh!” she let out a scream and flew back off the bed and onto the floor. “Good morning to you too” Oliver groaned, stretching in the chair he’d placed next to the bed. “Ouch!” She rubbed her butt as she hit the ground. “What are you doing?” she grumbled. “I could ask you the same thing” Oliver stated. “I wassleeping!” Scarlet said back. “In mybed” he finished. “In your bed?” Scarlet looked up at him from where she sat on the ground. “Yes, my bed. What exactly did you think you were doing last night?” “Anastasia made me go to some stupid party, Ivana was making out with John in my room, so I wandered in here and fell asleep.” She summarized. “Wait, wait, wait. Back up just a little. Ivana was making out with John?” “In my room, on my bed.” Scarlet stated. Oliver started to laugh, “Are they still there?” “I wouldn’t know. I fell asleep in here” she looked down to realize she was still wearing her dress, and her high heeled shoes. “Who’d you kiss last night?” Oliver asked, leaning back in the chair as Scarlet stood up. “What are you talking about? I didn’t kiss anyone” “Your lips are way too red, you either drank too much or kissed someone for a long time.” He put emphasis on long by giving a short sigh between the words. “I didn’t kiss anyone, and I didn’t drink anything but water.” Scarlet argued. “What was it? Fairy punch? Sparked elf water?” Oliver asked. “I’m telling you I didn’t drink anything at that party,” Scarlet put a hand over her mouth. “It’s lipstick” she pulled her hand away and showed him the residue on her fingers from her lips. Oliver thought back on when he’d tried to get lipstick off her last night. He raised an eyebrow at her. “What are you wearing?” he asked, getting off the topic. “Its one of Anastasia’s dresses. She made me wear it to that dumb party last night” Scarlet yanked the skirt of the dress down, then had to pull up the top. Oliver’s eyebrows didn’t level out as he watched her, that questioning look on his face wandering up the length of her body. From her legs to her eyes and back down, the same legs he’d touched yesterday somehow seemed longer than he remembered. He laid his eyes on the heels, and then looked back up at her. “How may I help you?” Scarlet’s arms crossed over her chest in query. | “By leaving my room” Oliver said smartly.
“As you wish” Scarlet walked around his bed and out of his bedroom door. +.+ John opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling of Scarlet’s new room. “How’d you sleep? Oh that’s right, you slept in my bed while I slept on my floor. It should’ve been the other way around” Ivana hissed at him. “For starters, this isn’t your room. And another thing, you haven’t got any right to be rude to me, after what I did for you.” John smirked at her, his new knowledge spinning around in his head. “Who’s room is it then? And I can be rude to whomever I want to be rude too” she glared at him. “You really should try opening up to more people than just me. Like a therapist” John leaned back. “Like I care about you, or your opinion.” Ivana grumbled. “You seemed to care last night, when you were attacking me with your mouth.” John said snidely. “I never ‘attacked you with my mouth’!” Ivana protested. “Oh really? Because I remember a certain drunk someone telling me their life story, kissing me, then getting me in trouble.” John closed his eyes, smiling to himself as he put his hands behind his head. “Is that so? Because I don’t remember any of that happening at all.” Ivana protested. “I could go find Scarlet and she’d still be pissed at me because she caught you throwing yourself at me.” John sat up, and gave Ivana one of his signature ‘looks’. “It didn’t happen.” Ivana argued. Scarletcame storming into the room. “Get the hell out.” She glared at Ivana. “Ooh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the graveyard” Ivana retorted. “And someone else was sleeping in my room, and making out with my best friend, I have every right to hate your damn guts.” Scarlet practically had steam flowing out of her ears. “Told you so” John said. “And you,” Scarlet growled. “Can go back home.” “Aggie, would you let me explain? I’ll go home as soon as I’m done telling you what happened. And if you want, I can tell you everything” John glared at Ivana, then back at Scarlet. Something clicked in Ivana’s head. She’d actually kissed John, she’d told him why she was the way she was. She’d told him her biggest secret. “No!” she blurted. “No, what?!” Scarlet shot a look at her. “Don’t you dare” Ivana shot John a look that was near deadly. “Try me” John smirked. At that moment Ivana was off the ground and in the air. |