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Bella's POV

"Every time I close my eyes,
Its like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you
Won't be waiting on the other side"
Ugh its morning already. Yeah, I finally changed my alarm. I love Lana Del Ray. Shit its already 9:00, I think as I hobble over to my shower. After a quick shower, I blow dry my hair and leave it down. I change into some black ripped skinny jeans, Jordans, and a cropped The 1975 T-shirt. Good enough.
I hear someone honk there horn. I hurry over to my window. Its Brooke. I rush outside and hop in.
"So why did you come so early?" I ask looking at the clock and seeing its only 11:00
"Well I was bored and figured we could go out and do some shopping."
"I'm always up for shopping" I say and crank up the radio, its Royals by Lorde. This is mine and Brooke's jam.

I've never seen a diamond in the flesh
I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies
And I'm not proud of my address,
In a torn-up town, no postcode envy

But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom
Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room,
We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams.
But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece.
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash.
We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair.

And we'll never be royals
It don't run in our blood,
That kind of luxe just ain't for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz.
Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen Bee
And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule.
Let me live that fantasy.


My friends and I—we've cracked the code.
We count our dollars on the train to the party.
And everyone who knows us knows that we're fine with this,
We didn't come for money.

But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom.
Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room,
We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams.
But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece.
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash
We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair

And we'll never be royals
It don't run in our blood
That kind of luxe just ain't for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz.
Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen Bee
And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule.
Let me live that fantasy.

Ooh ooh oh
We're bigger than we ever dreamed,
And I'm in love with being queen.
Ooh ooh oh
Life is great without a care
We aren't caught up in your love affair.

And we'll never be royals
It don't run in our blood
That kind of luxe just ain't for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz
Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen Bee
And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule.
Let me live that fantasy
I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies
And I'm not proud of my address,
In a torn-up town, no postcode envy
But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom
Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room,
We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams.
But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece.
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash.
We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair.
And we'll never be royals
It don't run in our blood,
That kind of luxe just ain't for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz.
Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen Bee
And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule.
Let me live that fantasy.

My friends and I—we've cracked the code.
We count our dollars on the train to the party.
And everyone who knows us knows that we're fine with this,
We didn't come for money.
But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom.
Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room,
We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams.
But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece.
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash
We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair
And we'll never be royals
It don't run in our blood
That kind of luxe just ain't for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz.
Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen Bee
And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule.
Let me live that fantasy.
Ooh ooh oh
We're bigger than we ever dreamed,
And I'm in love with being queen.
Ooh ooh oh
Life is great without a care
We aren't caught up in your love affair.
And we'll never be royals
It don't run in our blood
That kind of luxe just ain't for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz
Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen Bee
And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule.
Let me live that fantasy

Once we're done singing as loud as we can we are already at the mall.
"Hm, where do you want to go first?" Brookie asks me
"Forever 21?" I ask
"Of course!" Brookie squeals
After we're done shopping we go to Starbucks for some refreshments. We talk about what we got. We went to Forever 21, Hot Topic, Wet Seal, & Tilly's. We spent over $300!! Thats small compare to what we usually spend. Incase you're wondering, our parents make bank. My dads a international reporter, he is hardly ever home, and my mom is a chemical engineer. Brooke's parents are both lawyers in the same firm. They lets us do whatever hoping we'll leave the gang. Fat chance.
"Ugh, we better get to Jakes" I say
"I don't want to!! It probably going to be some gay (No offense) shit about getting 'revenge'"
"Yeah, but hey it would be fun to get revenge on the Lions" I say with a smirk
"True" Brooke says pulling up to Jake's
We walk in and I see the whole gang. Not just the 'Elite' group, the whole thing. There are people every where, spread out in the living room, mudroom, & kitchen. (A mudroom is the little room right when you walk into your house, at least thats what is called in Indiana)
I see Jake standing on the table, with there projected set up. He clears his throat and the room goes silent.
"Okay so as everyone knows at the last football game the Lions attacked on our turf. Since then they haven't been on our side and haven't contacted us. Its suspicious. For the last couple of months they have been doing stuff like this, I think someone is helping them. I'm not saying its one of us, but maybe someone who is close to the gang. If you see or hear anything tell us right away, or you don't want to know what will happen" Jake says, he then looks at me and nods.
I know what he means, I'm gonna have to deal with all the newbies and shit. Figure out if any one of them is a mole. At least if I find them I get to have some fun.

Brooke's POV

Shit. Shit. Shit. Jake knows there is something going on. I have to call Zayn. This could blow everything. Yes, I know, I don't seem like a traitor, being in a somewhat relationship with Jake and best friends with Bella. The relationship is bull shit, but Bella truly is my friend. As Jake turns on the projected and starts going through slides, I slip past people and walk out the front door. I walk down the block making sure no one is following me and then I dial Zayn.
"Hey Brooke, whats up?" Zayn asks
"They know"
"Who? and What?"
"Jake knows there is a mole. Don't let Harry say anything to Bella. She'll go straight to Jake"
"Okay I'll talk to him. Thanks Brooke"
After that he hangs up. God I hope that son of a bitch Harry can keep his mouth shut

Notes

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