(A/N: I have decided that she will just call Thomas Thomas, instead of Dad.)

*Aricka*

Thomas woke me up on the first day of school. "C'mon," he says as he leaves. "Patton made pancakes." I get up, and get dressed, and look at myself in the mirror. 

"Hm...ROMAN!" Princey runs into my room. I turn and face him. "What do you think?"

"You look great," he says. I grin, and run to hug him. I was definitely closest to Roman and Virgil. 

"Thanks, Ro."

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Logan drove me to school after breakfast. He must've sensed my nervousness, because he turned on the radio-to the Broadway channel, of course. 

"You can sing," he says, but I already was. (A/N: If that was me, he wouldn't have to tell me, either.) After a few moments, I was surprised when he joined in, too. 

"You say our love is draining and you can't go on

You'll be the one complaining when I am gone...

And no, don't change the subject

'Cause you're my favorite subject

My sweet, submissive subject

My loyal, royal subject

Forever and ever and ever and ever and ever..." I start laughing uncontrollably, and comment,

"Nice voice, Logan." a faint blush crosses his cheeks. 

"Thank you-you do, as well."