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Seeing Nixon and spending time with him as well as talking to him in general has become part of Sara’s everyday life. It’s a routine and she’s not complaining one bit. She liked having him around, the sort of adventurous and mysterious energy he brings around her just makes life more exciting. There was thrill that she learned to enjoy so much, especially since that bike ride night they had. Even if her dad got mad at her, all it took were three words. I’m happy, dad. There was no need for an explanation and even if it was uncertain what she was trying to say exactly, Andrew Hartley knew that moments like this would happen more so there’s no point in telling his daughter no. After all, the more he’ll say no, the more Sara would just go against him and do what she wants. Andrew decided to just find a loophole when he can.

The fundraiser invite came as a shock. Sara knew she needed to go to support her mom but going with just her parents felt boring. Even if her friends were going to be there, Sara just didn’t feel like hanging. That was when she decided to invite the one person she’s been looking forward to spend time with the most. Thankfully, Nixon agreed to go. She was kind of excited to see him in a semi-formal wear, having always wondered how he looked when going to their company office. Settling with a simple white dress and her hair down, Sara drove her mom’s BMW to where Nixon’s apartment was. She stayed in her car for a while, doing a few checks on her make up just to be sure she looks presentable before being seen by Nixon. When she was all set, she got out of the car, went up to his place and knocked on the door, wondering if she’ll finally get a glimpse of his home for the rest of the summer.

In Nick’s perspective, things have gone and worked better for him and Katrina. Getting the approval of her best friend was one and from what he’s noticed, she’s been spending more time with him (more like sneaking around) than with Christian. Maybe judgement day is coming sooner than he thinks. But is that a good thing for him? That would surely mean he’ll lose his best friend but then, he’ll finally get the girl. The girl he’s wanted since the beginning, even before his best friend knew who she was. Was it worth the risk? Right now, Nick’s head, heart, and soul are all aligned, telling him that Katrina is worth everything. She gives him a new kind of completeness, something Nick has definitely longed for even when he was just a kid. Not that his mother had not provided for him enough but there was just this hole in his heart that whenever he’s with Katrina, the hole doesn’t exist anymore. 

Speaking of his mother, Nick got a text from Melissa that morning that she wanted to meet up. As usual, Nick and his mom meet half way so that it wouldn’t be too far from either of them. Feeling his confidence overflowing, he figured it was time to tell his secret to his most trusted person in the world. Meet you at the restaurant at 7. I’m bringing someone, if that’s okay. He replied, then sending a text to Katrina next. Doing anything tonight? Going to the next town over at around 6 to have dinner at 7. Was wondering if you wanted to come? We can stay at a hotel overnight and come back before your class starts tomorrow.

Ana had been back at Christians well more like her place now since she had agreed to move in with him and although they had that house that was being made up for them  she would still call this place home she guess. After hearing the news about Charlie Tango she was left distraught. She sat on the sofa in the living room with Christians family waiting for his return if he was to return. She sat on the sofa playing with her hands as she kept wiping the tears away and kept telling herslef it would be fine, he will come home.

Darren adorava festas: a música tocando em alto som, as pessoas dançando grudadas uma nas outras, os vestidos minúsculos da garotas e, o mais importante, as bebidas. Não era segredo de que o rapaz estava se divertindo na própria festa, já provara o primeiro pedaço do bolo e, após algumas doses de tequila, encontrava-se pronto para madrugar dançando com as strippers que seus amigos contrataram, talvez encontrar alguma para galantear até convencer passar a noite com ele seria uma de suas realizações. Mas obviamente tinha uma coisa em mente também, sabia que Lucy viria, e tinha certeza de que a mesma estava o evitando já que quando a flagrava em algum lugar, bastava piscar para ela sumir de sua visão. Estava certo de que depois do que rolou em seu trailer, iria parar de pensar na garota e seguir em frente para próximas conquistas, mas surpreendia-se ao continuar com aquela fascinação pela morena, decidiu então não pensar muito no assunto, ela era apenas boa de cama e Criss gostava dessas, era somente isso, ao menos fora o que se convenceu para isolar o assunto da mente.

Estava no bar conversando com alguns amigos quando seu olhar encontrou a figura familiar de Lucy sentada em um dos sofás, deixava transparecer suas pernas pela fenda do vestido e Darren não evitou de pousar a visão por algum tempo ali. Aproveitou que esta parecia não notar ele para começar a se aproximar, mas antes que pudesse chegar até esta, sentiu uma mão o puxar pela camisa, fazendo seu corpo colar no feminino que o puxava. “Sarah" Sibilou ao ver quem era, jogou um olhar para Lucy, com medo desta sumir de sua vista de novo, mas ela parecia bastante distraída no sofá. Escutou a morena na sua frente falar algo bastante impróprio em seu ouvido e não bastou muito para Darren atiçar-se pela conversa, ela havia flertado a noite inteira com o rapaz e este sabia onde aquilo provavelmente acabaria, e como previu, logo os lábios da garota estavam nos seus e o moreno a puxava pela cintura, sentindo os dedos desta agarrarem seus cachos enquanto as mãos dele percorriam até a parte traseira da mesma, puxando esta para perto, não demorou para sua língua encontrar a dela e encontrar-se então um beijo bastante quente, os corpos colados e o calor da situação parecendo inebriar os mesmos.