five lads barged into a dinner table where three girls were sitting. They all looked up as soon as the boys appeared. Along with a waiter who had three plates of spaghetti on a platter. The first girl too speak had her hair down in a fancy braid.

"Um, Waiter." She said with a pleasant smile as she eyed the boys suspiciously. "I don't think those are meatballs." The lads smiled nervously a her until the waiter laughed nervously.

"Delilah!" the third called she had a beautiful French accent that dawned upon every word. "They aren't food, their hungry little boys." She said getting out of her seat and pinching the smallest ones cheek.

"She likes you, Harry!" One of the boys exclaimed which sent the rest of them along with the two seated girls into hysterical laughter.

"Sit down before I kiss you all!" The blushing girl said as she returned too her seat. "But your paying the bill, with a tip." She said sternly.

1. Apples On a Tree

2. Pepper Spray

3. I see London, I see France.

4. Stalker..

5. Blondie,

6. Music in the park.

7. We're besties

8. No way!

9. Fire?

10. France

11. SEVENTEEN