"Wait, you wrote a book about our relationship?" I ask, concerned with this new information.

"Yeah! Back in high school, I thought I told you." Peggy says, tilting her head at me.

"No, Pegs, you told me about that." John says, and I give him the same look I gave Peggy.

"You knew about this? And didn't think to tell me?" I ask.

He shrugs. "I think you were ignoring me when she told me, and I just kind of forgot about it." He says. I sigh and shake my head, looking back at Peggy.

"So you wrote a little book about us in high school, and now some company wants to publish it and wants you to write a sequel?" I ask, and she nods. "And you need to live with us because you can't write a story without us?"

"Well, you guys inspired my first one. It only makes sense." She shrugs. I look at John and tilt my head towards the bedroom.

"John, can we go talk in the other room for a minute?" I ask.

He nods and then looks over at Peggy. "Excuse us a minute, please."

We walk into our bedroom and I close the door before turning to John, shaking my head. "We can't house her. She can't stay here." I say simply.

"Well why not? She's almost seventeen, it's not like we have to take care of her or anything." John says.

"John, did you forget we both are full time broke college students? We don't have money to take her in." I say.

"You forget that Peggy has access to her dad's credit card. She can take care of herself just fine. We probably won't have to feed her, and she's going to be here doing school and writing and such while we just continue our life." John shrugs.

"Okay, so that's not a problem. But what about the fact that she's turning our personal lives into books? That people can read? Like, people anywhere? Does that not make you the slightest bit uncomfortable?" I ask, crossing my arms.

"I mean yeah, but she uses fake names. It's not exactly our lives, she dramatizes some parts, changes some things." John sighs. "I understand it's weird, trust me. But she's our friend, and clearly she really wants to do this."

"But should we let her?" I ask, looking at the closed door.

"If you don't want her doing this, I'll go out there and tell her she's going to have to write something else." He says, grabbing the door handle.

I sigh softly and look up at him. "Well, what do you think? Are you okay with this?"

He shrugs. "As long as she uses fake names and doesn't tell anyone, I personally don't mind. But we're a team, Alex, we have to both be okay with this."

I hesitate, but nod. "Okay, fine. She can write the story. She already wrote the first one anyway."

He smiles and we open the door, and Peggy falls into the room. I look down at her, shaking my head. "Were you listening to our conversation?"

She smiles nervously up at us. "Um, maybe?" She giggles. "Thank you, though! You guys won't regret this, I promise!"

I sigh and help her up. "I'd better not, Peggy." I say before gesturing outside the door. "Come on, I'll go help you unpack your things."

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I hate this already. It was weird with Peggy being here, and it's only been a week. I already want her to leave, though.

She keeps asking us questions about all the recent drama, as if we hadn't told her anything before. Asking for all the fights, all the new people in our lives. John and I were supposed to go on a date tonight, but she invited Carrie and Francis over instead, so she could meet them and "build their characters."

I don't mind Francis coming over, but I cannot stand welcoming Carrie into my house.

"Why, exactly are you forcing us to hang out with them again?" I ask as I walk into the kitchen. John was on his way home from work, so it was just Peggy and I for like ten more minutes.

"Because, Alex, I need drama. I wish I could've started sooner, I've missed so much." She says as she prepares some snacks.

I cross my arms and lean against the counter. "Yeah, but everytime I see Carrie, I just want to punch her." I say.

"Ooh, that's good!" Peggy squeals and I roll my eyes. "What? I meant for the story."

"You know, I'm starting to think this wasn't such a good idea."

She turns to me, giving me a confused look. "What do you mean, why not?"

"It's great that you're doing what you want to do, trust me I'm happy for you." I clarify. "But John and I just got out of a rough patch, and it feels like all of this might ruin the progress we've made."

Peggy smiles at me reassuringly and places a hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry, Alex. I won't break you two up. And if I do, I'll get you guys back together." She nods.

I sigh softly. "We'll see." I then frown at her. "But did you have to invite Carrie of all people?"

She giggles softly. "I can see you really don't like this Carrie girl. I'm excited to meet her, honestly!"

I roll my eyes again and shake my head. "Trust me, you won't be once you meet her. She's so stuck up, and rude, and I think she's trying to steal John from me."

"Ooh, a true antagonist."

"Peggy! This is more than just a story!" I groan and she sighs.

"I know, I know. But you forget that is literally the only reason I'm here." She points out.

"Shut up." I mumble, knowing she was right. That didn't mean I had to like it though.

About a half hour later, everyone was finally there, Carrie being the last to arrive. We were sitting around our livingroom, introducing everyone to Peggy and vice versa. "So you're their friend? Who's still in high school?" Carrie asks.

"To be honest, she's more like a little sister to me." John says, smiling. "Her and her sisters are like family to me."

"But I'm his favorite." Peggy beams proudly. John rolls his eyes, but everyone knew that was true.

"So, anyone up for truth or dare then?" Carrie asks.

"Truth or dare? Adults play that?" Peggy asks.

"Peggy, we're only like two years older than you." I roll my eyes.

"I mean, I did bring vodka, so we could make it more interesting." Francis suggests, pulling it out of his bag. "Though, I don't know if that's a great idea with a minor here."

Peggy rolls her eye overdramatically and gives Francis a 'really?' look. "Sir, I have drank before. Might I remind you I was a popular cheerleader and my parents didn't really care what I did?"

"What does that mean?" Francis asks, clearly not getting it.

"She went to lots of parties, Francis." Carries says, sounding a bit annoyed. "And people typically drink at parties."

"Well, gee, sorry that I've never been to a high school party." Francis holds his hands up in defense, and then looks at me. "We're lawyers, we don't need parties!"

I chuckle slightly. "Actually, I did go to a couple parties. One homecoming my freshman year and then Halloween one my senior year."

"Oh! I remember that!" Peggy says. She was smiling, but then when she remembered, her face scrunched up. "Oh, yeah that party was not the best."

I chuckle softly. "It was for the first fifteen minutes. And then John decided to be an idiot." I tease.

John blushes gently and shakes his head. "I almost forgot about that, why'd you have to bring it up?" He asks, laughing nervously.

"It's fine, that's in the past now."

"So, I'm the only loser here, then?" Francis sighs.

"Yeah, it would seem to be that way, Kinloch." Carrie mumbles.

Peggy raises an eyebrow and I sense tension, so I clap my hands together. "Alright, let's just get started. Francis, you should go first."

"Okay, Peggy, truth or dare?" He asks, and Peggy smirks.

"Dare, obviously."

"I dare you to post your most embarrassing photo of you on your Instagram."

Peggy thinks about it and then blushes madly, quickly shaking her head. "No, nope, not doing that."

"Dang, this early into the game? Take a shot then." Francis chuckles and pours her a shot, which Peggy happily downs in one gulp.

The game continued for a little while. Peggy had taken four shots, Francis took two, Carrie took one, and I had taken three. John took six, which was a little concerning how much he didn't want to openly share, especially when I didn't know the answer myself.

At one point, Peggy was giggling furiously. "Carrie, truth or dare?" She asks.

Carrie raises an eyebrow. "Well, I don't like that laugh you gave, so I'ma go with truth." She giggles quietly.

"Okay. What's going on with you and Francis?" Peggy asks, leaning in.

Carrie frowns at this. "What do you mean? Francis and I are just acquaintances at best." She says, and I see Francis roll his eyes.

"Liar." He mumbles.

Carrie snaps her head towards Francis. "Excuse me?"

"They're going to find out sooner or later." Francis says, looking at all of us. He takes a shot and then nods. "Carrie and I used to date, we're exes."

Peggy gasps and I stare in shock. "Wait, really? When? How long?"

"Look, none of that matters anyway. It's over, and for good reason."

"No wait, say more right now." John says, intrigued in this.

Francis sighs. "We dated for three years in high school. We were going to move in together here in Jersey, but then I realized how much of a toxic bitch she was when we graduated." He frowns. I had never seen Francis get this way, ever. I knew Carrie was a terrible person.

"Oh, I'm toxic? You're such a dick, you know that?" Carrie scoffs. "You know he refused to take me to prom? Said he had studying to do. He had work, all he cared about was being a lawyer, not me."

"Huh, interesting, I didn't know you wanted me around you. Because I seem to remember you going to plenty of parties, and not inviting me once. And then the next day I would hear you were there with some random guy."

"Those were rumors, Francis! God, you're so-"

"Maybe we should continue the game." John interrupts. "Carrie, it's your turn, maybe just don't pick Francis."

Carries glares at him a moment longer and then takes a breath. She smirks at me for a split second, and then looks over at John. "Alright, John, truth or dare?"

John shifts uncomfortably and nods. "Uh, truth."

"Alright, what's the worst fight you and Alex have had since you moved in together?"

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Don't forget to ask your questions for the Q&A! It won't be super fun if all the questions are asking John where he was those two nights and getting mad at Carrie (though those questions will definitely be included)