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"word around the school is, matt sturniolo was getting cheated on by josie pomeno and melina imal knew about it."
"word around the internet is matt and melina are dating and act like they despise each other for views."
well those are just rum...
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♫new romantics - taylor swift
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CHAPTER 44 "NEW ROMANTICS"
[real life, instagram]
matt and melina walk into the living room to find all their friends staring at them, grinning like they've been waiting for this moment forever.
"well?! are you together or not?" izzy yells, standing on her tiptoes impatiently, practically vibrating with excitement.
melina glances down at her hand, still laced with matt's, and without a word, she moves to stand beside him, holding their joined hands up for everyone to see. her smile is wide and unfiltered, and the second their friends register what's happening, the room erupts.
immediate screams and cheers fill the space as everyone rushes toward them, tackling them into hugs.
"i waited years for this! oh my god! finally!" madi shrieks, jumping up and down before yanking melina into a tight hug, making her laugh.
"thanks to me, you guys finally solved your shit," nick announces, nodding his head confidently, clearly referring to the fact that he sent melina upstairs to get the tripod in the first place.
"okay, nick," matt says, laughing, but nick turns to him with an exaggerated look of offense.
"what?! it's true!" he exclaims, throwing his hands up.
melina rolls her eyes but pulls him into a hug anyway. "thank you, nick," she says, grinning.
before anyone can say anything else, the sound of the garage door opening cuts through the chaos. a few seconds later, marylou walks into the kitchen, followed closely by jimmy.
her eyes immediately drop to the floor. "why is my kitchen floor covered in muddy footprints?" her voice is calm—too calm.
everyone freezes, slowly looking down at the mess of wet, muddy prints leading from the back door into the living room.
matt and melina, still soaked from the rain, glance at each other before matt lets out a quiet, "shit."
marylou walks into the room with her hands on her hips, her brow furrowed in confusion when she sees matt and melina, drenched from head to toe.
"there's your answer, honey," jimmy says, equally confused but letting out a quiet laugh, clearly finding the situation amusing.
matt sheepishly looks down, not wanting to deal with his mom's nagging just yet. "don't worry, i'll clean it right now," he says quickly, hoping to head off any lecture before it starts.
