•2 hours later•
"LUZ, WE NEED TO GO! OUR PLANE LEAVES IN 6 HOURS AND YOU KNOW DAMN WELL HOW BLOODY LONG IT TAKES TO GET THROUGH SECURITY!!!" Lucia yelled up the stairs at her sister.
"OKAY, OKAY, IM JUST LOOKING FOR MY PHONE! CAN YOU RING IT FOR ME PLEASE?" Luz yelled down at her sister, sounding panicked as she didn't want to be late.
"NO NEED, I have it. I took it about an hour ago for something." She yelled back, getting quieter as she saw Luz coming back. "And it's nice to know that you're that annoying to everyone."
"Not everyone! Just Wednesday! And hey, why were you looking through my messages with her?"
"No reasonnnnnnn"
"You're being Sus"
"You're Sus"
"No, You're sus"
"no, YOU'RE SUS"
[Luz's phone pings]
Wenny: 'SHUT UP. YOU ARE BOTH "SUS" '
Luz: 'I will never get over the fact you can hear me from our dorm'
Luz: 'anyways, I need to go bye hoe'
Wenny: 'no'
"LUZ GET OFF YOUR PHONE, WE NEED TO GO. YOU CAN BE ON YOUR PHONE IN THE CAR!" Lucia yelled out, seeming as though she had disappeared into thin air when in reality she just walked away to put her.
"COMING, COMING." Luz yelled back, half running, half hauling her suitcase out of the door while putting her phone in her pocket and grabbing headphones. "But seriously, why?"
"Okay, I just need you to trust me until we get there. I promise, I'm going to tell you later. But, as it's about 10 pm, you might want to sleep in the car. It will take an hour to get there and it will take about 4 hours to get through the amount of security they have. The flight is 23 hours as well, so we'll be there in about 2 days."
"Alright, but don't think I'll forget about it..." Luz said to her sister, hey eyes closing slowly. "I'm still going to be nagging, and I need a reason... Why... You..."
She never finished her sentence.
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In The Snow
FanfictionWhen the Noceda Sisters come to the north pole, they start off wanting to bring their mother home for Christmas. Along the way, they have people that they meet and gradually fall for, as well as Luz's friend, Wednesday, who seems to have a knack for...
