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Chapter six

"I can't believe it's over in two days." Eric shakes his head, "I was not informed that Phineas and Ferbs' summer timeline was this inaccurate when I grew up."

I laugh a little, "I feel more like Candace now, always failing at the same thing."

Eric raises his cup of coffee, "Amen to that." He gulps down some of the drink then pauses, "Is Eliza liking NYU?" He asks gently.

I nod, sighing, "It's still weird she's gone but she calls a lot. NYU is perfect for her it seems."

He nods sympathetically, "You can FaceTime her after the first day from Mrs. Tomilsons room." He winks.

"Eliza says she's insane." I laugh, "I'm weirdly excited to meet her though."

"She'll probably hate you once she realizes you're Eliza's sister." He smirks.

"Or she'll realize I'm infinitely superior." I wink.

"Oh I'm telling Eliza that." Eric says, grinning seriously, pulling out his phone, "I'm so telling her."

"You don't have her number!" I laugh, reaching for his phone across the table.

"Then why are you going for my phone?" He asks slyly, leaning back.

I roll my eyes, "Cause you're an idiot."

He clutches his chest in mock pain, "Oh Taylor that hurts, you've rendered me totally immobile, oh god why do you say such terrible things?" He asks, pouting.

I smirk, leaning toward him more, "Cause I'm punk rock for gods sake."

"Why are you being punk rock for gods sake? I think he'd want you to be more saintly than that." Eric smirks.

"Oh my god dude," I roll my eyes, "ya know sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt."

He raises his eyebrows, "Those who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones."

I sigh, sitting back down, "If we weren't in a Starbucks I'd totally cause I scene." I inform him.

"And get arrested?" He smirks.

"Would you bail me out if I need it?" I sing, "Help me down would you catch me when I fall? Another night I'm out here wasted." I gesture wildly to the Starbucks café area, "Another night you gotta take my call."

"Would you baIL ME OOOUT?" Eric joins in.

"WOULD YOU BAAIL ME OOUT?"

"BAIL ME OOUT. BAIL ME OOUT." Eric laughs, "Damn that record is gold."

I laugh along with him, "You've got that right. All time low are geniuses."

"And Joel Madden." Eric adds.

I smile and sip at my coffee before my phone buzzes.

"Who is it?" Eric asks curiously.

"Santa Claus." I smirk.

"Finally." Eric scoffs, "Ya know that guy owes me they entire line up of the New England Patriots? Promised me it at the mall like twelve years ago." He says disdainfully.

I laugh, the caller is actually Jade so I do feel inclined to answer. "Hey."

"Hey, I'm with Max, can you come check out his band with me?" Jade asks.

"I'm with Eric." I reply, shifting. That's not the only reason I don't want to be at Max's house.

"He can come too, Max wants a guys point of view." Jade replies quickly.