( 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗢𝗡𝗘 )
When five university students decide to spend their winter break in Alaska, it's nothing but chaos for them - what with Brooklyn Summers being in love (and fake dating!) her best friend's ex, Travis Torres doing everything possib...
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"SO, YOU LIKE BLAKE," Luna told Eliza. The two were resting by a tree around the ski slopes, while their friends zipped past them.
" Whatttt , no!" Eliza went a furious red.
"Mhm, you SO do! Eliza and Blake sitting in a tree, K – I – S – S – I – N – G. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a golden carriage-"
"Followed by Martinez in a full body bandage," Eliza finished.
"Aw come on Liz, you gotta admit that'd be cute."
"Wellll..."
Luna raised an eyebrow.
"Ok fine, yes!"
Luna nearly squealed – so unlike her usual self.
"#BLIZA4LIFE!" she yelled excitedly.
"What?" Eliza asked, confused.
" WHAT ?!?!" a familiar, angry voice yelled.
Both girls turned to find Maria towering over them.
"Please tell me your talking about that lame fictional character your so obsessed with...Blitzer was it?"
"It's Blitzen," Eliza growled, "and we weren't. Plus – he's not lame!"
Maria rolled her eyes, "Yeah whatever. Listen, Anderson. Blake is mine-Maria Wright, has a nice ring to it doesn't it? Eliza Wright just isn't the same. Ok? So stay away from him honey, if you know what's good for you. Now, I have to go inside. I need to exchange my nail polish for a temperature proof type, or I'll risk peeling them off – or worse, frosting them. But I'm watching you, Eliza Jane Anderson."
And with that, Maria stomped off-her designer boots hitting the ground with angry thumps.
Luna and Eliza sat there in silence with their mouths wide open with a little smirk, they then laughed watching her ski down the slope heading towards Blake. The girls continued mimicking her "he's mine back of !" Luna chuckled.
Eliza added on "I know right she is so childish – but how does she know my middle name?"
Later at the girls cabin Brooklyn was picking which designer dress to wear "Pitch black, or glittery silver?"
"Brooklyn, were aren't in Milan,"Luna chuckled.
"I know, but the restaurant seemed fancy when I was passing by..."
"Fine I'll let you off the hook"Luna laughed.
Eliza then covered herself in pounds of vanilla perfume.
