There was a... situation.
It turns out Libby's ex-boyfriend, Drake, had leaked their location to the press. Paparazzi had swarmed the hotel. Avery and Libby were on their way here now.
Jameson, being Jameson, sent Avery a message, saying,
Hey, Mystery Girl. You're officially famous.
Don't ask how I know that.
I've decided to be the bigger person and completely ignore what happened earlier today.
Anyways, about the situation, if Drake's criminal record somehow gets leaked, I had nothing to do with it.
Shouldn't Avery be here by now?
I checked the cameras.
Avery was looking at a bunch of keys.
Grayson's not going to be happy that Jameson gave her those.
It'll be fun to watch.
I remembered my time with the keys.
Grandfather brought out a ring full of keys, probably a few hundred.
"One of these opens the door. Figure it out." He said.
To be clear, I did not want to be here. I hadn't slept in 53 hours, but really, who's counting? I'd been scouring everything, trying to find who the heck that was. See, a few days ago, I saw this boy with cool daggers. We ended up fighting, and we tied. I wanted a rematch, and he disappeared. Not cool.
Uh oh. The coffee was wearing off. I knew this wasn't healthy, but who cares?
He handed over the keys, then went over to a bench to watch.
Let's get this over with.
I was too tired to deal with anything fancy, so I just held them and stared.
Cool, the lock end repeats.
I lazily sorted through the keys until I found one that was different. Yawning, I held it up.
"It's this one, can I go now?"
Grandfather raised his eyebrows.
"How do you know?" He inquired.
"It's different. Now can I go?" I was close to a breakthrough, I could feel it, if I could just GO BACK TO MY ROOM.
"You may. Your time was forty two seconds."
I gave him a thumbs up and left.
I beat everyone.
Avery seemed to start noticing the ends of the keys. A minute or so later, she got it.
Slower than me, but quicker than the others.
Nice.
I decided it was time to go out of my room. Enough sulking.
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"Hey Nash." I said, falling into step with him.
"Hey Lili." He greeted.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"To greet Avery. And hope that Alisa isn't with her."
"Alisa isn't bad." I defended.
"She's my ex." Nash deadpanned. Ok, that's fair.
We walked through the door, walking in behind Alisa, Avery, Libby, and the Laughlins.
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The Hawthorne Sister
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