Chapter One

"Hey guys, look at this!" a certain green-haired boy called out to his teammates.

The rest of them looked up from what they were doing as Oliver entered the living room in his house- well, mansion.

"Ooh, an old book! I'm sooo excited," Johnny said.

"I believe that is a photo album, am I correct, Oliver?" Robert asked from his chair where he was reading some boring old book that no one else cared to read. The French boy nodded his head eagerly.

"Yeah, I guess my mom saved some pictures of us and put them all together- Enrique, are you listening?"

"Shoot, I got to go Bianca," the Italian whispered into his cell phone, which he was hiding with his back turned to the rest of the team. He discreetly hung up and changed his position so he was facing them. "Yes?"

Oliver sighed, hoping that someone would take an interest in what he had to say.

"Continue," Robert said. Johnny rolled his eyes.

"Anyway, do you want to look through them?" the greenette asked hopefully.

Johnny, Enrique, and Oliver looked at Robert since he was there team captain. The said person seemed to think about this for a while.

"Well," he said slowly. "I guess it couldn't hurt. Besides, we don't have practice today.

Johnny scowled and Oliver grinned like a child on Christmas morning. All Enrique cared about was getting back to his phone call.

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A moment later, they were all sitting on the couch, Oliver in the middle with the photo album in his lap. Enrique was on the left of him and Johnny was on the other side. Robert sat next to Enrique, just to make sure he wouldn't be texting his girlfriends.

The youngest member of the Majestics excitedly opened to book.