❝ SUMMER? ❞cecelia questions in utter disbelief, "you're telling me you're friends of summer's?"
"what are the chances, huh," poppy remarks from the front seat.
"seriously," the blonde breathes, running a hand through her curls. cecelia continues to believe the universe works in crazy ways.
"so where exactly are we going?" cecelia wonders, looking out the window in awe at the view of the beach. it looks so serene at night time.
"we'll drop you to where summer is staying, the gibson's," poppy tells the girl. cecelia nods, recognising the name from summer's story—times. "sounds good."
"we're about ten minutes away," marlon announces.
"wake me when we're there," she tells them, getting comfortable. folding her arms over her chest, cecelia closes her eyes and lets darkness consume her.
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❝ HEY, ❞ a voice laughs, waking the sleepy girl from her nap. "my queen!" the brunette girl gushes, climbing into the back seat and tackling cecelia into a hug.
"woah," the blonde mutters, rubbing her eyes. "torres?" she wonders, looking down at the locks of dark hair on her chest.
"i missed you, cece!" summer beams, pulling back from the hug. cecelia narrows her eyes, "i'm gonna kill you."
"i called you fifty times!" she fumes, giving her friend a slap on the arm.
summer holds her hands up in surrender, "hey, you made it here and safe and sound didn't you?"
cecelia grumbles incoherently, folding her arms back over her chest. "c'mon, let's get you inside," summer says, hopping out of the van.
marlon pulls the car door open, letting cecelia out. she rolls her eyes as she slides out of the seat, grabbing her backpack as she goes. "thanks, roadkill."
it's marlon's turn to roll his eyes. he shuts the door behind the girl and goes to take her suitcase out of the back.
poppy comes up to the blonde, offering a hug. cecelia accepts with a small smile on her face. "it was so nice to meet you," the brunette says, "even if marlon nearly killed you," she adds, laughing. cecelia lets out a breathy laugh, pulling back from the comforting hug.
"well, i'll see you again tomorrow," poppy promises, leaving the girl standing with a smile.
summer comes up beside her. "what's tomorrow?" the blonde wonders. summer slings an arm around her friend's shoulder, "a super sick party."
"right, of course. where summer goes, parties follow," cecelia teases. "you know me," summer shrugs.
marlon pulls the suitcase to a stop in front of the two girls. standing straight, he offers cecelia a smile. one of his dimples popping out.
"guess i'll be seeing you again, blondie," he nods, accent on full display.
"hope you don't kill anyone on your way home," cecelia grins, continuing to wind up the boy.
marlon rolls his eyes for probably the millionth time since meeting the blonde girl. "bye marlon!" she shouts as he walks away.
summer and cecelia wave the two teens goodbye as they pull out of the gibson's driveway.
"let's get you to a bed, sleepy," summer says, gripping the handle of the suitcase. she pulls both cecelia and the suitcase towards the house. "you need to be full of energy for tomorrow."
𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 🐇 ／ ⋆ ۪ ᵃᵘᵗʰᵒʳˢ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ ! ( update, soz for the short chapter n i obviously changed it completely )
