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I'm sorry I haven't been updating a lot :( I have some things at school that I need to take care of, since I'm moving to Egypt :) I actually just returned from there a couple of days ago.

By the way, I changed Valentino and Milena's ages. Instead of 15, they're 12. I know, I know. Too young. I just want to see how it will work out.

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We didn't know it, but we found Milena in her room, singing with such passion in her voice that we all stopped and listened. When she finished, we clapped, startling her.

"Oh my gosh, Mila. Why didn't you ever tell us that you could sing?" Ria grabs Mila-short for Milena- by the shoulders and shakes her a bit. But I can't blame her, Mila's voice is enchanting. She was singing "Crazy In Love" by Beyonce and her voice flowed so well with the music and the lyrics.

"I don't know." She replies quietly.

"Dude, you should totally sing in the talent show. And by the way, the sign-ups start tomorrow. So you should do that." I say to her, and almost instantly, she shakes her head vigorously, but Ria interrupts before she starts arguing.

"It would get Valentino's attention. That mystery girl that went on the stage and sang beautifully." Ria starts singing a Disney song while grabbing me and twirling. Then we walk out of the room, but not before she tells Mila to think about it. Speaking of Disney...

"Ria! Dishonour on you! Dishonour on your family! Dishonour on your cow!"

Her head snaps up and we simultaneously yell "Mulan!"

It's why we're best friends, and how we met 5 years ago. Thank you, Mulan.

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Flashback:

"You just stepped on my foot!" The pretty girl in front of me says. Her hair is so dark, and pretty. Also, she talks funny. Maybe it's because some of her teeth are missing. Like an old man in a cartoon.

"What are you laughing about, huh?" She says and stomps her foot angrily.

"You talk in a funny way. Is it because your teeth are missing?" She puts her hands on her hips and narrows her eyes. She says, "You're mean." Then she steps on my foot and runs away. I run after her.

"Dishonour on you!" I shout at the pretty girl.

"Dishonour on your family!" She shouts at me.

"Dishonour on your cow!" We both shout. Then we say "Jinx!" at the same time and start giggling.

"Adriana! Come back here. We need to go home." A pretty lady says in Italian to the girl in front of me. What a shame, we just started playing.

"I'm Alessandra." I say to her.

"I'm Adriana." She says. Adriana. Pretty name, like her hair.

Then she waves at me and says, "Bye."

I wave back and say goodbye.

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"Do you think that what we did was good? Forcing Mila to sign up?" I ask Ria, since I've been getting this feeling. A feeling of guilt since Mila's face was so colourless it looked like she was going to faint soon.

"We did good, oh sensetive one."

"You know we're in the twenty first century, not the Shakespearean times. Or, do you?" I mumbled the last part, but she probably heard me anyway.

"I heard that." Yep, she heard me.

"Well, I guess we should do something right now."

"Like what?"

I rub my hands together and smile in an evil way.

"Maybe we should do a prank on Spencer?"

"We should. But what should we do this time?"

"Hmm... We should put some kind of drug in his juice." At the look on Ria's face, I shook my head vigorously, "Not the one with the capital V, Ria, no. Besides, it probably won't work."

"Translation: You think his dick is already so big that he won't need-"

"La La La La La La, sing a happy song!" I interrupt before she says something that could scar Mila-or me-for life.

"La La La La La La, ride him-" She is so dirty-minded that I should probably grab some duct tape and stick it on her lips so she can't make any more innuendos. But still, that is something I admire about her. Not the dirty words that spill out of her mouth. But the fact that she isn't afriad to use it, that big mouth of hers.

"Anyways, back to prankster mode, how should we prank Spencer?" I wonder aloud.

"Hush! Could you be any louder? Mila is right across the hall, idiot. She's my friend, don't get me wrong, but she might hear something and ruin or master plan."

"Which we didn't come up with yet."

"Which I can still hear despite your whispers!" Mila yells from her room, making Ria snort.

"Whispers, huh?" Right when Ria said that, Mila strolled casually in the room and grabbed a desk chair that spins. Then she spins it and sits the opposite way-the way it's done in movies. You know- the good cop spins the chair, sits down, and starts furiously interrogating the villain while trying to stop himself from bitchslapping him/her for the sass.

"How about you both try a classic prank? Not stupid-classic, but more like the-first-person-who-pranked-anyone classic." Mila starts, and cocks an eyebrow.

"You mean... like a scorpion in his bed?" She shakes her head at Ria's suggestion.

"Minesweeper? But with water?" When Mila shakes her head again, Ria starts speed-brainstorming out loud. She doesn't do that often, but when she does, whoever is there needs something to block the noice. Because she'll be speaking super-fast and saying anything that pops in her head. It's another thing i admire about her.

"Spiders?" Yet again, we shake our heads.

"Three Steps?" She tries again.

"Now we're talking."

"Am I missing something? What's Three Steps supposed to be?" Mila asks, looking back and forth between us.

"You'll see."

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6:15 am

"Are you sure about this?" I ask Ria.

She actually looks pretty scary, holding the jug in one hand and a bag of flour in the other with a determined look on her face. Then she rolls her eyes and nods. Mila points at my phone and makes angry gestures with her hands. What is that supposed to be? A... Box? Then she places her fingers over her eyes and repeats the gesture. It's a camera! Oh, she wants me to take a video of Spencer's reaction.

I take my phone out and get ready to take the video. We tiptoe into Spencer's room and try to stifle our giggles. We hear a gross sound I never want to hear again, then the smell hits me. Eww, he just farted. Oh, my goodness gracious. I look down at my phone and realise that the farting got recorded. And not just the sound, but a video, too. I need to delete that from my phone.

As I walk, I feel something touch my foot, then I'm sprawled on the ground in front of the bed.

"What the heck?" I hear a whisper and then the bed vibrates a bit.

Oh, crap! He's moving.

Suddenly, the lights are turned on.

"What the hell are you doing here? Stalking me?"

Busted.

I nod and he extends a hand, then raises an eyebrow over his sleepy eyes, and smiles his popular womaniser smile. Ugh, men are so disgusting.

Crap. Crap. Crap.

I just said that I was stalking him.

"So you admit that you were stalking me."

Deny. Deny. Deny.

"I never mentioned stalking."

The son of... a lady that would probably kill me if she heard the rest of what I was thinking.

"You nodded. You just simply think I'm too hot and you stayed up all night unable to sleep. Don't worry, I have it all figured out."

What should I do?

"You can't prove that."

He merely points at my phone and stays silent. Then it hits me. I have the video of him farting, not that I would watch it for amusement.

"Just admit it."

"Won't do."

"Will too."

"You're two."

"Is that your best comeback? I bet you read that in a book called something lame like "Best Comebacks"" Actually, Ria taught me that one. Speaking of which, where did they go. They probably ran to their rooms, but how would they? There wasn't enough time to get past this obstacle-race of a guest room. I pretend that I'm looking down at my feet in shame, and try too look under the bed to see if that's where they're hiding.

Wherever they're hiding, I'll need to provide a distraction so they can get back to their rooms without arousing suspicion. Since he's an arrogant prick, I need to ask him to help me with something. Not my math homework, duh. To ask him about this, I'd have to risk that he wouldn't tell anyone. And that he has an inner fangirl.

"Umm... Actually, I need your help with something."

He cocks an eyebrow an stays silent, as an invitation for me to continue. I bet he's as surprised as I am that I need his help with something, and not the other way around.

"Uhh. There's this guy in school."

He raises another eyebrow and stays silent, again. I hate it when he does that!

"I uhhh... Like... This... Guy." Good job, Alessa. Couldn't you have said anything else?

"Okay...? I don't get your point."

"You're going to make me say it, huh? Well... I don't know what to do about that."

"Ask him out?" I look at him in a sarcastic really? type of look. He seems to realise what he said because he rushes to correct, "You're a girl. Why don't you talk to him, then? When you know him more, you can start doing the fun stuff." He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

"Pervert! And I already do talk to him. Plus, I don't have time for that stuff. "

"What stuff?"

"What do you think? I don't have time to chase him and do all that crap. If I did, I wouldn't have come to you, idiot." Crap! I almost forgot. I need to distract him more so Ria and Mila can get out without getting caught. "You know what? Why don't we take this downstairs?" He doesn't seem to be convinced.

"Do you have cocoa powder?"

"Yes." What type of question is that?

"Alright, make some hot chocolate for me." Oh, so he has a soft spot for hot chocolate? Hmm... I'll have to keep that in mind. As we walk down the stairs, I pause for a moment to look back and see something moving in the shadows. Phew, they're getting away.

I walk to the kitchen and make two mugs of hot chocolate, then hand one to Spencer, who starts drinking immediately. We sit down on the couch and he takes no time to think.

"How much do you like him?"

"Well, there isn't any unit that can be used to describe this. I guess that out of 10, it's probably 6.5."

"That doesn't even count as liking." He rolls his eyes in that arrogant way only he can pull off. Then he checks his watch and curses, "Shit. It's 6:30. You should go get dressed." Yeah, he's probably right. I place the mugs in the sink and go upstairs, then hear the front door shut. Good, that means that either Ria, Mila, or both of them are done and on their way to school.

"Hey. Nice move right there. Distracting Spencer." Huh? I suddenly bump into someone and before I know it, I'm sprawled on the floor. Again. I look up and find Mila on the floor beside me, rubbing her head, "Ouch. What was that for?"

"Get up, dumb-ass, before you get caught again." I hear Ria's scolding voice and jump.

"You seem to love this position, huh?" Spencer strides casually to the bathroom shirtless, with a towel slung over his shoulder. Arrogant prick. Now everyone's here. Only Val is left.

"Why are you on the floor? And why is everyone here?" Speak of the devil. Wait, but that means that no one got out of the house. What was the noise I heard, then? A ghost? I must have imagined it. I'm sure I didn't, though.

Someone else was in this house.

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