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"Willow, come on!" Eve cried out making Willow to drop her phone on the table. Even though her phone wasn't on speaker, she was convinced Evelyn's voice could be heard throughout the whole library.

"Eve, stop shouting!" she hissed into the phone. Eve scoffed. "Why must you be so boring, Will? The guy likes you, so go out with him!" she exclaimed. Willow couldn't help but massage her temples and let out a sigh of frustration.

"Evelyn, I need to study for my biochemistry test," she said as she brought her phone up to her ear. "Willow, listen to me for once," Evelyn said with annoyance. Willow smiled at her effort. "Eve, I know who Kyle is and I'm sure you know him to. He changes girls like he changes his boxers and I will be no exception if I give in. All he wants is my body, Eve. I'm not stupid," she said.

The line went silent for some time and Willow looked at her phone to see if Evelyn had hung up.

"Eve-

"I'm sorry, Willow. I didn't even think about that. I was just happy that a guy asked you out and even told me to talk to you. I totally forgot, I'm so sorry," Evelyn began to babble. "Eve, I'm not angry. It's fine," Willow sighed. "No, it's not! I was being selfish!" Evelyn exclaimed.

"I'll hang up on you if you don't stop talking," Willow warned. "Sheesh, chill out. I'm coming to your room tonight though," Evelyn said to her. "Bring snacks," Willow said. "Of course, my lady," Evelyn said and they chuckled.

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"So where are we going?" Chase asked as they walked towards the gates of UCLA. "I'm running away from Crystal," Nathan mumbled as they walked. "And why am I here then?" Chase frowned. Nathan rolled his eyes at him, "I see that you deliberately chose to have a short memory. You wanted to follow me, you fucking idiot!"

"Oh, you don't have to insult the love of your life," Chase pouted and Nathan rolled his eyes. They walked out of the school's gate and made their way to Nathan's black Audi. They got in and Nathan began to drive.

"Finally!" he sighed in relief as he drove down the streets of Los Angeles with full speed. "I need sleep at the moment," he moaned and Chase laughed. "You need to get a leash for your girlfriend bro," he said and Nathan glared at him.

"She's not my girlfriend, idiot," he said and Chase shrugged, causing his long blonde hair to fall against his eyes. "You need a haircut," Nathan commented and he pouted. "I like my hair long," Chase said as he twirled his long hair. "Your dad will soon be tempted to kill you for your act of rebelliousness," Nathan rolled his eyes.

Chase snorted, "Blue and Hailey won't let him. Mom loves me too much to let me die." "I doubt that," Nathan laughed and Chase flicked his shoulder causing him to laugh louder.

"Let's get something to eat before we get to your apartment. I know a place that serves good burgers," Chase said. "You know a lot of places, don't you?" Nathan mumbled with an eye roll.

∞

"Have you eaten anything yet, grandma?" Willow asked through the phone as she twirled a strand of her hair between her fingers. "Yes, I have. And yes, I took my supplements and there's no need for you to lecture me," she could feel the eye roll from her grandmother.

Willow let out an unconscious smile. "I'm just worried for you, that's all," she mumbled. "I'm not a baby, Willow. I can look after myself. I can't wait to be out of the hospital, the food sucks!" her grandmother exclaimed and she laughed.

"I have to go now, grandma. Don't forget to do as the nurse says, okay?" she said. Her grandmother scoffed through the phone, "These medical people are annoying as hell!" "Love you," Willow said and hung up. She let out a sigh and stood to her feet.

"Willow, there's a table waiting for you," the head waitress said to her. She nodded and stuck her phone in the pocket of her jeans before walking towards a table by the end of the café, it was filled with men that seemed to not know what to do with their lives rather than stuff themselves with alcohol.

Willow hated this, but she had no choice.

"Good evening, how may I help you?" she asked them, getting their attention. The long silent and hungry look they gave her made her cringe internally. It made her feel more uncomfortable than she already felt.

"I won't mind having you for dinner," one of them said with a cocky grin. He was bald with a skull tattoo on his neck, which made him look as ugly as ever. "I'm sorry but I'm not on the menu. Please make your order," Willow tried not to let her irritation show.

"Really, wouldn't you want to have fun with us?" another one said as he leaned forward. "You look like you can handle all five of us," another one said and Willow bit her inside cheek. "Those hips would do well to handle us," another bald man said.

"I will come back to get your orders. Please excuse me," she said and turned around. She internally cringed when she heard them whistle as she walked away.

She went behind the counter and went to the changing room. "God!" she cried out in frustration as she pulled at her hair. "What's wrong Willow?" she turned around to see Miranda; another maid; walk in.

"Those men, I can't deal with them," Willow said to her with a sigh as she tried to calm herself down. Miranda placed her hand on her shoulder and offered her a smile. "I'll take over for you. Don't stress yourself over it," she said and Willow smiled. "Thank you," Willow smiled at her. "Thank you," she said.

Miranda nodded and walked out of the room. Willow was thankful for having someone like her.

She looked at herself in the mirror and bit her lower lip. She never liked the diner's customized shirt. It was a red shirt that hugged her body with the diner's logo on the left of her chest.

Willow had always been a curvy girl ever since she hit puberty. She hated when people made comments about her body, it made her feel more insecure than she already felt.

"People," she sighed and rubbed her nose.