June 4 ,2015
Thursday Afternoon.
kkvxoxo: Maddie!
maddawg13: Kendie!
kkvxoxo: My mom said i can take someone on with us on our vacay!
maddawg13: So ur asking me?
kkvxoxo: Well duh!
maddawg13: Where are we going?!?!!?1?
kkvxoxo: A countryside house in a mountain valley. Its near the Rocky Mountains!
maddawg13: Yaaaaaasssss!!!
maddawg13: Mom said yes
kkvxoxo: Well pack ur bags boo . We leave in five days
I set down my phone.
I am not ready for this trip whatsoever. I step towards my closet.
I grab everything I need. (By everything I need , I mean everything)
I stuff only a third into the suite case my mother gave me.
On my knees , I dig for my other suite cases. I find only two. I guess that'll have to do. (It really doesn't do anything)
I begin neatly folding everything and then harshly cramming it into the bags.
After about and hour, I have almost everything. Now I just need my carry-on. Jeez, why do I have to be such a fashion whore? I shrug and continue packing.
When I finish I rush down stairs to see my mom has left. She left me a note though.
The note says,"Dear KK, I left to go shopping for things. I'll be back later on. Love you!"
The house is so fucking quiet. I can't stand it. With my parents divorced and my sisters in college, it's just my mom and I. I start blasting 5sos.
I prance around and sing like a twelve year old. I am 17.
"Sometimes I'm feeling like I'm going insane!" I sing along with Ashton Irwin.
I put the dishes away, singing into the soup ladle. The doorbell rings, ruining my fun.
I open the door to see a burly mailman.
"I have a letter for the Vertes residents."he says in a questioning voice.
"That's me!" I say plastering on a fake smile, flashing my pearly whites.
"Here... Have a nice day." He says as I kinda close the door in his bearded face. Whoops!
I run to the kitchen and pull open a drawer. I rummage through it looking for a letter opener. Last time I didn't use one I got a horrid paper cut.
I find it and rip the letter open. I pull out the paper. It is yellowed and looks like it was ripped out of a 1956 notebook.
I read the cursive, blue ink writing.
Dear Kendall K,
When visiting make sure
to bring a pair of boots
~Grandpa
Booots? Does he mean Doc Martins? Probably for hiking.
A/N
Hey hey hey!
Wuddup?!?! Okay well sorry this chapter kinda sucked eggs. It gets better ,I swear. Well see ya later alligators!!!!!
Love always xoxoxo
Nikolina Juric ♥
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