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Automatyczne logowanie. Copyright c Tijan All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written permission of the author, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages for review purposes only. This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or any events or occurrences, is purely coincidental. The characters and story lines are created by the author's imagination and are used fictitiously. I added a few extra surprises in here as well, but not all of them were posted, so I wanted to make them available for everyone. This is done as a thank you to the readers.

I'm going to love this interview. We're going to be here all day. All of them.

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I want to rant about all of them. I'm sure you did. They usually go first, and it's because they're the stars of this whole operation. Well, I'm sick of it. I want to be the star. When is it my turn? When am I the first to be interviewed? Why didn't you interview me first? I know. Because I'm not the star, and they are. She doesn't say anything. She's not sure if she should even be looking at him. And then, "And you want to know why they're the stars?

Because I'll give it to them. They are. Everything surrounds them. Mason is loved. Holy fuck. All the girls want him. And all the same girls want to be friends with Sam.

They feel bad for her, but they all love Logan too. And he's got his own group. They're super protective of him, almost to the part where they get bitter because they think he's getting a raw deal. Everything's about Mason. Logan's the runner-up, but you know why that is, right? I mean, it's obvious. The interviewer starts to ask, then he says it, "It's because of how gorgeous they are.

So that's my rant. How beautiful my friends are. Because holy shit, you've seen 'em. You know. You're probably hot and bothered with me just talking about them right now. And Mason with his muscles. And his green eyes.

I've never seen anything like them, but between you and me I don't think he gets enough attention for his eyes, but they're something. Aren't they? Oh yeah. And Logan. Don't even get me started on Logan, with his dark luscious hair, and his chocolatey, milk chocolatey eyes.

That's why they're the stars, and who can really blame anyone? I'm getting affected right now. I should stop. I should get a tan for my book. I gotta look extra good. That's a good idea. I need to book a tanning salon. It can be anything.

His forehead wrinkles, then he shakes his head. We don't do that in my culture. We're all about the love, surfing, fishing, leis. We don't do that. We're happy. I didn't even know what that word meant until today. I learned it when I met Logan. He rants a lot. He could rant for me. Can we do that?

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He twists around and hollers, "Logan?! Can you do something for me? He peers at the camera, "You guys want advice from me? But--" His eyes narrow and he leans forward.

A serious expression settles over his face, and he rests his elbows on his knees. It's not about being polite. Be rude. That's what farts are. Well, they're hilarious, but if you're going to fart, own it. In fact, that's my second piece of advice. Own it. Whatever it is, whoever you are. Just own it. If you're a bitch, embrace being a bitch. People like being genuine. You can be a total asshole and people will still like you if you say you're being an asshole.

Don't hide it. Hug it to you.

Be the biggest, baddest bitch or asshole you can be. Your life will be a lot easier too. No more being fake. No more trying to hide or avoiding accountability. And third piece of advice: No, really. Love it. Relish it. Be sexified. Love who you are as a person and love your body. Embracing sex is a big part of that.

Don't hide from that either. I mean, why the hell would you? I feel sorry for those people. Someone else come in here. Jax--Heather Jax, get over here.

You answer some of these questions. Are you sure? Her long dirty-blonde hair falls forward, over her shoulders. Well, here's some from me.

Work hard. Play hard. For real. They have a whole 'crew' system there and if you have a boyfriend who has a sister that goes to school there, yeah. It's going to mess up your love life.

Just avoid it at all costs. That's it for me. I guess I'm boring. Why am I here? I usually don't answer these questions. Are you here? You could give advice too. The interviewer asks, "Do you have any advice to give us? To me.

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Give us some advice for life. I grabbed that thick root and used it to put the pumpkin into the back of the truck. Moving to grab the next one, I asked, "What's the plan tonight? He didn't want to do damage to ours.

So, yes.

We drop the pumpkins we want at your house, then drop the rest off at the one he's renting. I figure we can keep six for us. Five girls. Maybe an extra for Logan to carve tomorrow, or tonight if he crashes girls' night.

We were halfway done.

She grabbed two at a time, placing them gently in the truck. She grunted from the effort, then repeated the process. He's coming up, but more to see Mason than me. I reached for another two, but I was a wimp. She was grunting from grabbing the bigger pumpkins. I grabbed two small ones. Something going on with you two? Heather still lived in Fallen Crest, which was a full three-hour drive from Cain University. In high school she'd always managed her father's bar and grill, Manny's, and now she was running it full-time.

Her boyfriend, or on-and-off-again boyfriend, Channing, lived there too. Well, he lived close by in Roussou, Fallen Crest's rival, a neighboring town that was further inland. Fallen Crest was filled with middle- to upper-class families, with a huge proportion of millionaires and billionaires. Roussou was mostly blue-collar families, and for some reason, the people from that town were rough and tough. Mason and Logan had tangled with some of them on more than one occasion, and most times the end result was spilled blood-if they were lucky.

I suppressed a shiver. There'd been a couple of times I felt like I'd gotten out of Roussou with my life barely intact. But Channing ran his own bar in the town, and he'd become friendly with Mason and Logan because of my friendship with Heather. He was the sunrise-and-sunset type of love for her, which, seeing that she still hadn't answered my questions, spoke volumes. We had three pumpkins left, and I stilled.

As she took the wheelbarrow away, I ran a hand over the three pumpkins. All were still intact, but I cast a worried glance at my friend. She was the toughest girl I knew. She rarely showed when she was angry, and my stomach sank. This wasn't good. Not at all. She bypassed me, her long legs keeping a brisk pace.

The quicker we get to drinking, the better. She peeled out of the parking lot, and I had a feeling tonight was going to be worse than I had imagined. Chapter 2 Heather was just as brisk when we pulled up to Logan's party house. He and his friends were turning it into a haunted house. Word had already spread around campus, and I knew half the school would be attending. It was going to be huge. A Logan Kade party, plus the fact that Mason Kade was going to be there, meant only a social recluse would want to miss out.

I wasn't going to let Mason out of my sight the whole time he was here. He'd moved to Massachusetts in June. It was now the end of October. I'd spent most of the summer there, but cross-country had taken every weekend from me. I flew out there on random overnight trips, but it wasn't enough.

It never was. I didn't care if Logan was hoping for some brotherly bonding time, or if the guys wanted to do something just for the guys. It wasn't happening. His hair was messy, but he ran a hand through it, shaking it out, and I knew he'd left it that way on purpose. It suited him. His dark eyes were almost gleaming from whatever he'd been planning, but the look waned when Heather ignored his greeting and started unloading the pumpkins on the front lawn.

He slowed to a stop, his eyes finding mine with an unspoken question in them. I shrugged. I knew what was wrong with Heather, but I didn't have to say anything. Logan was smart. He'd figure it out as soon as he saw Channing tomorrow night, if not before. With Heather in this mood, and knowing Logan was generally an in-your-face kind of guy, I was more worried the two would get into a fight tonight.

I saw all the tequila she had stored in the back seat for later. Good spot for a haunted house party. The owners were thinking of renovating it, but I twisted their arm. It was old. So much of the white paint was scraped off that it looked like it had been intended to be a black house, and the front walkway was so cracked, only a few of the slabs were still there.

The rest was grass that had grown out and over the remaining rocks. As long as it was safe, I guessed I didn't care. No mold either. Logan's eyes narrowed. His mouth firmed in a line. I haven't done shit to you. She paused, reaching back into the truck's bed, and her eyes jumped to mine. I saw regret before she grumbled out, "Nothing. Logan opened his mouth. I knew he wasn't going to say anything nice, so I jumped forward. We'll finish the rest. Also available as: Not in United States?

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