"That's more like it, you could've just said so from the start..."

With that, Mamie looped an arm through Scales', practically skipping with glee towards the school gates. Scales' face stiffened as he tried to slip his arm away. But Mamie held on tighter, chuckling, "Oh, come on, don't be shy, we're all good pals here!" And with that, she

picked up the pace.

Scales was flabbergasted. "How is she so strong?!"

Just as they reached the school gates, they nearly bumped into Murray stepping out of his sports car, a cake box in hand.

Oh, boy!

Mamie frowned, "Why does he always park right at the entrance? Doesn't he realize it causes such a traffic jam?"

Scales pondered for a moment, "Maybe he thinks it looks cool."

"Cool? Because he can swing open the doors of a Porsche, drawing a crowd every time?"

"Perhaps?"

Mamie was incredulous, "You think that's cool?"

Scales shook his head, "In my family, driving a classic Mustang is considered the pinnacle of cool."

Mamie laughed, "Well, me, my Duke, and practically everyone in our neighborhood think a Lexus is the epitome of style."

So-

always drive a

glances, still not getting

attention shifted. "That cake he's

hard, Scales just

gates, had started recognizing Roseanne often in the company of Mamie and Scales. After several

honest, "Roseanne's not

"Where is she?"

took the

"What for?"

we don't know,"

probe further. But Mamie was already dragging Scales away,

was left hanging, standing

fancy suit,

е

that moment, outside

complete clown! en

was Roseanne's way

scoffed, heading towards

"Hey-"

Murray turned around.

Grace, with a playful

retort came, "None of your

time it was flowers, now a cake.

could only frown, thinking they weren't close

then, Grace went on, "The flowers you tossed last time were pretty. picked them up, put them in a water bottle, and shared them with two other dorms. They thanked me

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