"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-

he always

glances, still not getting

attention shifted. "That cake he's holding

hard, Scales just

showing up at the school gates, had started recognizing Roseanne often in the company of Mamie and Scales. After several encounters, he

honest,

"Where is she?"

took the day

"What for?"

don't know," Mamie

probe further. But Mamie was already dragging Scales away, "We've got stuff to do, gotta

was left

suit,

е

outside the bustling

complete clown! en

this was Roseanne's way of getting back

scoffed, heading towards a

"Hey-"

Murray turned around.

Grace, with a

retort came,

it was flowers, now a cake. What's

Murray could only frown, thinking they weren't close enough for

were pretty. picked them up, put them in a water bottle, and shared them with two

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