Synn's POV  "Hey, Synncinati!  We have been waiting for you since ten minutes ago," I heard my manager's voice and my eyes noticed how almost everyone was looking at our direction, my other members in particular not looking too happy about my late arrival.    In no time, our make up artist is already starting to doll up my face too. At the corner of my eyes, I saw Elisse sitting beside me.   

Synn's POV  "So, what does a little doll like you need favor with?" I gulped at what Gold had said, my body almost twisting in nervousness. My cheeks have been burning red ever since I came out after receiving a message that he's out. Of course, he'd gotten my number courtesy of Alex.   Right, after that phone call incident, Gold agreed to meet me. He asked for my address and for some reason, I couldn't simply say no. I have a favor to ask after all. Let's just hope we don't get into another trouble for this.   

Synn's POV   "I love you, Synnderella!"   "You're so pretty!"  A smile spread across my face when I heard a few of our fans calling out my name. Some of them still call me Synnderella and I find it so adorable. It was a joke Arika started but our fans were so adamant in saying that it was true even compiling some videos of me acting like it. I can still remember Elisse laughing over a video of me sitting like a man.

Synn's POV "Nope, not gonna happen Lex," I muttered over the phone before lying on the couch inside our dorm's living room, Alex's endless chatter, my eyes on my other hand as I examine my newly fixed nail art.  "Yeah, yeah but my answer is still the same," I pouted before bidding my fellow artist a goodbye. The sound of Elisse's laughter filled my ears next and I look to my side to see here coming from the kitchen with a plate of sliced apples in her hand.  A smile spread on my face at the sight of her, my insides melting towards her cute attir

Synn's POV  "Oh my God," I didn't know whether to laugh or grimace at Demo's words when he almost freaks out before reaching for Gold from my arms, a groan escaping my lips along the process.   Gold freaking Simons is so heavy. I was barely able to carry him back to their dorm. I had to gather all the strength that I have in me so I can bring him home without causing a ruckus.   "Why is he this drunk? Come in," he rambled as he carefully leads Gold inside, me following his footsteps. On