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By six in the morning, a few people had already woken up from their sleep and not a single person saw Gage joining the campout last night which surprised me. I was already riding inside Gage's black car with Romano on the driver's seat. Gage gets inside the backseat and greeted Romano a good morning before we speed off. "To miss Tate's apartment?" Romano asks. "I don't know why Gage still asked you to drive around Romano when my apartment can just be walked around here." I say quickly, glaring at Gage over my shoulder. Gage sighs. "To the hotel, please. Thank you." I move my head to him. "And where in hell are you taking me this time? I didn't allow you to." The car begins to move. "We're just going to have breakfast." He answers. I gasp. "My sleeping bag!" I stared out of my window

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