𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀,, hobie brown.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐈𝐈𝐈.

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AUTHORS NOTE.
before I start this chapter, i shamelessly promoting my new book "200mph" i have been working on in the backgrounds thats a prologue before this. it will be what the reader was like back in washington (it takes place in westside la) with a few tweaks, it takes place in the same universe kind of this book. its set back in the 2006's so i guess it really isnt. so in a different reality, this is what you wouldve seen but its still the reader ! you will see ellie, the readers fc, you will see her with the illegal street racing, the drugs, the lifestyle she had before becoming the fashion designer. i hope you all are excited for it and i hope you all like it. ill start updating that soon, i, of course, am back to being able to update everyday now<3 anyway, enjoy. dont forgot to vote and comment, lets me know you love the chapter.

I opened the door with a long sigh after hearing two knocks, my suitcase in my hand and my backpack over my shoulders. Hobie stood on the other side, sunglasses on his face and a black band shirt on his torso, today it was Infant Annihilator. His hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, the scent of coconut and vanilla flooded my nose, I guess he showered. I don't know how he showered and got ready that quick, he only left my room less than twenty minutes ago.

I stood there and watched him shove his hands in his pockets, popping orange flavored gum with nothing with him.

"Where are your bags?" I mumble in confusion, walking out with the door closing behind me.

"I have people who pack my shit and take it." He says back, sounding like a cocky douche without meaning to be.

I form my lips in a line and nod.

"We should go." I murmur to break the awkwardness.

He nods, turning to walk down the hallway.

I really didn't want today to happen, I was dreading the fact I had to travel with him all the way to Washington DC from here. I shouldn't have ever let him in my room last night, because if I didn't I would've had a normal tamed night and got up on time to get to the bus that I was supposed to be on right now.

I followed behind him, unprepared for what today would bring. I was dreading the fact I had to sit in a hot ass car with him for a couple hours, who knew how much we would fight. What if he would drive the car off a bridge? Or better yet, take me onto some dirt path and kill me . Maybe I could pretend to sleep, then he'd leave me alone.

We walked up to the elevators, dead silent. I felt embarrassed about snapping on him over the silly conversation we had, even when I yelled at him for getting annoyed about the same thing I yelled at him for back. Today was going to be awful, I had so many regrets. I'm sure he'll tease me about it more later on.