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Another A-listers

We haven't mentioned a thing about our friends. Oh God I feel bad, I feel, like, the worst friend ever. They've been reading this blog and asked us 'hey where's our part? You guys haven't said a word about us!' Ok buddies, this is gonna be all about you, yea all of you :D


Trishelle & Trishanna Houghton: Resemble to the Olsen Twins. They wear hot outfits, walk in hot shoes, and date hot guys. No, our Double-T aren't copying the Olsen's style. They're original, trust me.

Silver Catalani: If Seven Jeans in size 0 were exist, she doesn't need to take her wardrobe to her tailor, to get the right size. I love her short dark hair. It goes with her skinny body.

Fletcher Newman: This guy is a total high class jock. He plays basketball and soccer (Nike, Adidas), sometime he plays golf (Les Best). And he also skate (XLarge) and surf (Puma, Billabong)

Bentley Gin: He's the Einsten in hot version. He gets A+ at every single subject. He also gets A+ from every girl, whether if she's single or not.

Jake Moretti: This import guy can make you jizz right in your pants with his voice, his guitar, and his thick italian accent.

Kadi Malcolm: She's, like, the next Maria Sharapova. If you mess with her, she's gonna smash your teeth with tennis balls. Fyi, her bobos are huge! Lol jk K.D

Haha they're our bestestestestestest mates (did anyone say 'testes' lmao). We spend much time together. Just like our parents, um talking about their business and blah. But we, we have fun, mess around, get drunk and stuff. Sometime we hang in my dad's bars, Marquee's pool, or in Jake's luxurious studio, maybe in Double-T's pent house, or in Gin's huge apartment, Fletcher's basement a.k.a the game center etc etc. We go to fancy dinner, when someone's throwing a party we're always on the list, we sit in the front row at fashion show, or VIP seat on a football game. We're not spoiled, just... Um how do you say it? Um lucky. Well, kay guys, I owe you nothing now. Buhbye, L


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