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June

It had been a month. A month since her and J.T. started their relationship. And her heart was a goner. Every time he smiled at her, or smirked, her heart fluttered. Every time he kissed her she had butterflies. J.T. could ask her to run away with her and she would say yes, he could say jump and she would ask how high? Everyone was nervous for her. Ben, Cam, Max, her brothers. They all said slow down, they all said calm down. They were worried for her, they saw her at her worst with Brayden and they didn't want her to feel that again. They wanted to protected her from how mean and cruel guys could be. But she didn't listen. She was head over heels for Jonathan Tanner and she knew deep down, he was the guy for her. So she was not going to let anyone tell her what to do. Fuck the haters, just like what Taylor Swift said. "haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake it off, I shake it off.
" Tonight Jack, JVR and J.T. were throwing a party at their house and she was just going to have fun and enjoy the night with her boyfriend and silence the voices in her head that said he's hiding something, why isn't he answering your snapchats, why isn't he answering my texts? Why? Why? Why? She got out of her BMW 328i and walked into the Darien beach house with alcohol and food in hand. "Boys! J.T! James! Jack!" She put the bags on the kitchen island and went in search of the three boys who were apparently hosting a party that started in two hours. She walked by the mirror in the dining room and checked herself out. Her turquoise and gold tunic matched her gold Jack Rogers, and her white bikini looked good. Her hair was in a braid and her makeup was minimal but looked flawless.

She knocked on J.T.'s door and opened it. There he was video chatting with his ex girlfriend. She could spot Paige Ryan from anywhere. The whore liked his instagram pictures and he still followed her. "Hey." She said as he closed his laptop and smiled at her. "Hey babe! Who let you in?" He got up from his bed and kissed her forehead, walking out of the room and yelling for Jack and James. She unclenched and clenched her fists as she walked after him. "So why were you laughing at something Paige Ryan said who you were video chatting. Why the hell were you video chatting her?" She wanted to kill him. She saw red. No guy was going to make her look like an idiot again. "Oh Paige? Come on babe you can't be jealous of her. She was just updating me on shit happening at home since I am not there. I am here with you. Jack! James! Are you guys home?" She didn't want him talking to her, she didn't trust her. "Hey moron. Next time you have friends visiting. Remember to pick them up from the airport." James said walking into their house with Cole Bardreau in tow. He was coming that weekend, they forgot. "I mean seriously! Also you guys need to stop laughing during sex. I knocked but you guys were laughing so hard you didn't hear. And the door was locked. So you must of been having sex." She couldn't believe him. "No I just got here. He was video chatting with his ex. Paige." She gave him a death stare and then jumped into Cole's arms. "Coley! I am so sorry! We forgot! This stupid party Jack planned had me in a tailspin." Cole hugged her tight not loosening up his grip at all. "It's fine Gen. Missed you Connelly." He put her down and hugged J.T. "Dude if my girlfriend looked like that, I wouldn't let her out of the house." J.T. laughed as he kissed her. She didn't kiss him back. "What's your issue?" she shook her head and followed Jack and James to the patio.

"Gen." She wanted to laugh. Cole came out after her not J.T. "What?" She turned around and started setting up the tables. "What's the problem?" He walked up behind her and started massaging her neck with his hands. It felt good. She needed that. She gave him a glare and he dropped his hands. He used to do that to her when she wanted to kill Brayden in his sleep. "He was video chatting with his ex while he couldn't answer his snaps or texts to his actual girlfriend. It's not like I am talking to Brayden. Even though he texts me all the time. I don't answer. He shouldn't have contact with her." She lit the candles on the tables and wrote down the place cards. "I'll talk to him. I am here for the month to train with the boys. I'll be here for ya Gen. I got your back." He kissed her cheek and went inside. He was so darn cute sometimes. "Gen and Cole sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G." James sang as she gave him the death glare. "There's a reason your twenty five and single." She walked inside. Tonight was going to suck. She just wanted to be back at Cornell, in her dorm with Carly and the boys singing Dream on and watching Miracle drunk. How many days until she went back?

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