"So, you've stolen Aaron and Justin from me?"
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"What?" I questioned because I, myself, wasn't sure I had heard right as I gaped at the blonde girl who stood before me.
She scowled in response, flipping her hair violently over her shoulder and moved closer, until she was in physical reach of me. Her eyes scanned my body up and down, in a scrutinizing manner.
"What does he see in someone like you?" She muttered to herself, but it was loud enough for me to hear and my confusion grew. I opened my mouth to ask what elicited the sudden change in her demeanour, but she cut me off with a scoff; her hands folded across her chest as she spoke.
"Those boys in there, I have history with. I've spent 18 years with one and 12 with the other two, so don't get any fancy ideas, understand?"
