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“well, i have found that she is not from california. i’ve searched the whole state- and it dawned on me that she had a slight accent,” megan said while taking the phone back, “so now im searching alabama, then after i’ll go texas.”

“she did say she wasn’t from around here,” sophia added as she walked into the room with manon and lara.

“megan.. are you forgetting that i’m from atlanta? meaning id know accents better than you?” daniela said with a laugh.

“i wanna find her myself!” megan whined, “it’s not gonna be as awarding if you find her.”

“suit yourself.” daniela said before jumping on megan’s bed and laying right next to yoonchae.

the room was quite for once, and megan was completely focused. nothing could break her concentration, not even-

“found her.” lara announced as she leaned against the door.

“WHAT!” megan said, immediately jumping up.

“calm down, it took me literally two seconds. she’s from dallas, texas.” she said while giving megan the phone.

“no fucking way.”

“let me see!” manon said as she took the phone.

“bitch no! i call dibs,” megan said while taking it back.

“i want. to fucking. see.” manon said as she tugged on the phone, starting a game of tug-a-war.

“manon! give it!”

“i wanna see if she’s good enough!”

“clearly she is! drop it!”

they fought for another minute, keeping the girls entertained, before sophia stood up. “girls.”

the two girls stood up straight, still holding different ends of the phone.

“search her up on your own phones and give lara back hers, now.”

manon sighed before dropping the phone. megan handed it over to lara with an eyeroll, but little did she know their fight caused the follow button to be pressed.

“MEGAN!” lara screamed, “i’m gonna look like a fucking fan!”

-

new notification: @.lararaj started following you.

you quickly clicked on the notification, recognizing the name.

“thats the girl from the beach..” you said out loud, not expecting anyone to hear you.

tucker did. he came running up to you and peaking over at your phone, “are you finally gonna make a friend?”

“asshole,” you said lightly shoving him off before he sat next to you.

“i liked the megan girl,” tucker started, “she helped with my sandcastle after she ate it.”

“i liked her too..” you said while scrolling through lara’s instagram.

there was many pictures of that group. photos of megan in a shopping cart, daniela doing karaoke, sophia and yoonchae sitting at the beach, and manon smoking with lara.

they all looked close, too close.

close in a way that you’d never be able to join them.

“i liked that girl, too,” he said as he pointed at sophia.

“she was sweet, wasn’t she?”

“yeah! i think you should hang out with them again.”

“mm buddy i don’t think that will work,” you said with a slight frown.

“i can come!” he said jumping with a smile.

“how about you find them and hang out with them, then?” you said jokingly before standing up, “then i’ll think about it.”

“atleast follow her back,” he said as his little finger tried pressing the button.

“okay! okay!” you said before following her back, “there. i did it.”

-

new notification: @y/n.l/n followed you back.

lara let out a long, loud laugh before she shoved the phone in megan’s face. “take that, megs.”

“what! why would she follow you back?” she said taking the phone.

“because i’m cool? and not the girl who ate shit right infront of her and still tried to hit on her?”

“fair.” she said scrolling through your posts, looking lost in them.

“are you guys still talking about that y/n girl?” yoonchae said while sitting up, “she was just a normal girl.”

“a normal girl is hard for us to come by, chae,” lara said while having her eyebrows raised at megan, “especially for her.”

“i liked her,” sophia said with a smile, “her brother, too.”

“always known there was something wrong with you,” manon said to sophia, “of course you like them younger.”

“that’s not funny.”

“it kinda was.”

“no it wa-”

“GUYS!” megan screamed while shooting up, “SHE PLAYS VALORENT!”

“what?” all the girls said, confused.

“SHES ACTUALLY A WIERD GIRL. OH MY GOD I NEED TO FOLLOW HER ON MY ACCOUNT!”

megan scrambled for her phone, shaking while she unlocked it. “I HAVE A CHANCE! I HAVE A CHANCE!”

“megan..” lara said while looking at the photo.

“IM NOT CRAZY! ITS IN THE BACKGROUND!”

“baby..” lara said before putting a hand on her shoulder, “there’s a man playing it.”

megan dropped the phone slowly and looked back at lara. “oh.”

all the girls looked at eachother, before manon spoke up, “maybe this is why we shouldn’t fall for someone you don’t know. so now we know she has a boyfriend and is not gay.”

“sorry megs,” sophia said with a pout.

“well.. i have an idea,” daniela said as she walked closer, “how about we go get icecream, huh?”

“why,” megan said with a huff.

“it’ll make you feel better?” daniela said with a confused look, “sorry i’m not used to this comforting thing.”

“that’s a good idea, dan. get up megan,” lara said while pulling her up.

-

the second they walked in they all froze.

there you were, getting a milkshake and talking to the worker.

“i just moved here, so id love to come!” you said with a smile after the worker invited you to a get-together.

megan felt her cheeks heating up. was it jealously? rage? or is it just that you looked really good in yellow..?

but, her feet moved before her brain, and suddenly she was standing in front of you.

“oh.. megan? hi?” you said confused as you took a sip.

megan didn’t answer you, she just stood there.

the girls noticed this and tried to help, but there was no saving this.

“um,” she said quietly, “hi.”

“it’s been a minute..” you said awkwardly as the worker you were talking to left.

“yeah.”

everyone went quite and you looked over at the group of girls who were smiling at you.

“do you need something?” you said to megan, who was still standing there.

“do you have a boyfriend?”

“oh!” you said as your eyes widened, “no. i do not.”

she slowly looked over at lara, who just shrugged and ordered her icecream.

“how about you hang out with us instead of that worker?”

a/n -

hellooo readers!!

i am so sorry that this chapter is so short, but the next one should make up for it (i hope)

this is def just a filler chapter before y/n starts hanging out with the kats

i originally did say that i was gonna have chapters out weekly, but if you guys want them quicker i can do that!!

were you the biggest fan on moving? no. fan at all would be an exaggeration. but being here, standing infront of a house that you will soon call a home, with sand on your feet from the wind, and sun beating down on you from above: you think you’re gonna be okay.

there’s noises of kids laughing on the streets, tourists passing on golf carts, and the taste of total freedom on the tip of your tongue.

“y/n! get your ass in here. dont just stand there, help unpack,” your dad yelled out from the window.

letting out a deep breath, you prepare for the hell that’s inside the new house. you pick up your suitcase, brush your hair out of your face, and enter the house quietly.

“make sure to take off your shoes,” your mom softly mumbled as she slammed a box onto the table. “let’s take a bet on how many plates i just broke.”

you nod and slip your shoes off onto the makeshift placemat, (which is really just a towel from a random gift shop,) and drop your suitcase lightly.

“hun, do you mind helping your brother first? he’s young and i’m busy with the kitchen?” she asked while pulling out shattered ceramic peices from a box.

“sure,” you said while walking over to the new couch that your little brother, tucker, was laying on. “cmon buddy, time to get up.”

you slowly lift your bother to his feet as he slumps on your leg. he’s only six years old, and has been hell to deal with on the trip here.

“where’s your suitcase, bud?” you ask as you lift him up to your hip.

“i dunno..” he mumbled into your neck, “ask dad.”

but before you could ask him, there’s a shattering sound from upstairs. “jesus, did you ever think about bubble wrapping expensive shit?”

what felt like years later, you officially could say that you unpacked (for the most part.)

the near two day experience was hectic and chaotic, but you made it out alive.

but with ups, there must be downs, like how the hell are you gonna make friends?

tucker already has a playdate with the neighbor, and she told your mom that there isn’t many teens in the neighborhood — only “rotten” ones.

the neighbor took one good look at you and decided: “oh she’d be eaten alive by them! look at this little southern belle, you wouldn’t be able to handle them. you can always babysit for us though!”

that hurts more than you’d like to admit, but that won’t stop you from doing things alone.

so here you are, tanning down at the beach.

the california sun is hitting all the right spots. it’s less oh-let’s-die-out-here than dallas. if you were still there, you’d have to be in the water immediately.. and the water would probably be warm.

it feels nice.

reading a book, stretching out on a tanning chair to the total sound of silence around you, when-

“y/n!”

tuckers voice.

you put the book down and turn over to look for him, before seeing him waddling on the sand alone. “bud, why are you alone?”

“dad told me you’d be down here. so i came to find you! can we play?” he asked you while holding a sandcastle bucket and a shovel.

“can you give me five minutes to finish this chapter? then i’ll be all yours.”

“nope. come now please.”

“oh okay,” you said before slowly standing up to follow him.

he trailed down to where the waves were crashing, and started shoveling wet sand into the bucket. you yawned slowly as you watched, confused on why he needed you for this.

“tucker can’t you just bring water to where i’m sitting and do it with me over there?” you asked as you put a hand on your head.

“but it’s not the beach experience!” he said with a pout.

“okay, okay sorry. please continue!”

he started shoveling slower, like he just wanted to waste your time.

“so.. how was the play date with the neighbor?” you asked as you kneeled down next to him.

“i’m not talking right now.” he said dismissively, without looking at you.

“okay. wow.” you said before getting up and looking around.

but when you get up, all you see is a girl running backwards like something out of a horror movie.

from what you can see, she has black hair with little pink streaks, an athletic body, and woah that’s a cute swimsu-

“watch out!”

the girl collides with you, sending you back a few steps.

her back was right against your front, and she freezes for a second when she felt your warmth.

she immediately turns around and starts apologizing, but she stops again the second she looks at you.

now getting a better look at her, she has pink bangs too. her features look very chinese-american, and she has these piercing eyes that you can’t seem to look away from.

she looked at you like you just hung the moon. her eyes quickly scanned your face, and she looked star struck.

she opens her mouth to speak, but that’s when you hear a smack.

the football that she was chasing backwards completely came down on her head.

you quickly jumped out of the way before she faceplanted directly into your brothers almost-like sandcastle.

you heard three things when it happened:

a girls deep voice yelling “oh shit, meg!”

tucker complaining about his sandcastle.

and your own laugh escaping your lips before you could think about it.

the girl lays there, face in the sand, accepting her fate for a minute, before a group of girls ran over.

the first girl who came over had curly hair and doe eyes. you assume she was the one who threw the football, judging by her athletic body type.

then, a girl with warm skin and brown hair followed. she was absolutely stunning, like something you’d see on tv.

three other girls were walking over slowly, seeming like they couldn’t be bothered.

“shit megan, get up. you’re so embarrassing!” the girl with curly hair said before looking over at you, suddenly switching to a british-like accent. “are you okay, my dear?”

megan stayed laying there, hoping the tide would wash her up. you, on the other hand, replied with a short nod and a smile.

one of the girls who was walking before came up and hit her back hard, “get up, loser.”

but megan realized that she has to breathe, so she lifted herself on her two arms and stretched there like a damaged seal.

she looked directly up at you, not to apologize, but to give you a (quite literal) shit eating grin. “i’m megan.”

“i can tell,” you shot back with furrowed brows before crossing your arms.

she looked at her friends confused, almost like she thought you were gonna swoon. they all gave her sighs and eye rolls, trying to get her to stop.

“manon,” megan started before looking at the curly haired girl, “did you set me up.”

“no darling, i set myself up to get a closer look at this girl,” she said, clearly trying not to laugh.

megan gave her a pout before standing up right infront of you, her front completely covered in sand. “so. is this.. um.. your kid?” she asked, really hoping it’s not.

you looked down at tucker, who was at your leg, then back up at megan, “do i look old enough to have a kid to you.”

“smooth, megan. so so smooth,” the brown haired girl said sarcastically while shaking her head.

“no- no not at all. just asking to make sure you don’t go all mama bear mode at me for breaking his sandcastle.”

“i’m not. but the least you could do it rebuild it with him,” you said before looking down at tucker, “you okay with that?”

tucker nodded with a smile, and dragged megan’s arm out closer to the water, shoving the bucket in her hand. you could hear her groan from where you were standing, but didn’t seem to mind.

but now the problem is what are you gonna do with the five girls standing next to you.

“i’m sophia,” a girl with long black hair and a pretty smile said before putting her hand out to shake, “i am so sorry about her. sometimes we have to treat her like a puppy on a leash.”

you took her hand to shake. “i’m y/n. and don’t worry about it, she seems.. interesting?” you said with a slight laugh.

“interesting enough until she gets arrested for the third time,” the girl who previously hit her back said with a laugh.

“daniela!” sophia hissed before turning back to you, “sorry about that one too.”

“to be fair, she does get into… problems… a lot,” the girl with curly hair said again.

“well here, let me introduce you to everyone,” sophia started, “obviously you met megan, normally we introduce her to people last.. but you already know.”

“this,” she said pointing to the athletic curly head, “is manon. quite the “british” flirt.”

“this is lara,” sophia said while pointing to the girl who you noticed earlier.

“hey,” lara said while giving you a wink.

“this,” sophia said with a lot of force, “is daniela. don’t go near her if you don’t have to.”

“sophia! hey!” she said clearly upset, “i am very welcoming!”

“yeah yeah welcoming,” all the girls groaned in unison.

“woah,” you said while watching that.

“don’t worry, we are not a cult,” sophia said reassuringly before walking over to a girl with straight black hair and a shy expression. “this is yoonchae! sweetest girl of them all, but she’s quite shy.”

“i know english, i can hear you talking about me,” yoonchae said with a laugh.

“fair enough. i’m sophia, but you know that.”

“it’s a pleasure to meet you all, really!” you said with a wide smile, the one you used back in dallas if you wanted something.

“pleasure is all ours,” manon said as she took your hand to kiss it.

you gently yanked back your hand while keeping a smile.

“manon don’t scare her off already!” megan said as she jogged back to the group, slightly bumping into you. “oops, sorry maam,” megan said while jumping back.

“maam?” lara asked with a disgusted face, “megan are you serious?”

“okay why is everyone treating this like it’s make fun of megan day!” megan yelled.

“woahhh calm down there, princesa,” daniela said tauntingly.

“shut up, dani!” she said before turning to you, “what do you think about the sandcastle?”

you looked over and saw that it was bigger than tucker. “what the fuck?” you said confused, “how did you do that in like five minutes?”

“clearly you’re not from around here, are you? it’s like built into our blood.”

“nope, just moved here.”

“oh! okay great so you’ll be around?”

“maybe,” you said with a smirk.

“i never caught your name..”

“it’s y/n.

“well, y/n-”

“we learned it first!” manon and lara yelled at the same time.