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Hey r u coming? We're leaving soon!

Alison sent the text message out at 10:07am as she waited on the porch steps of her house for Noel. Noel was supposed to pick her up at 10:15 so that they could be the first ones to arrive at his yacht. Alison had informed Noel that she had invited Emily to go on the yacht for the day, but hadn't heard if Emily was even coming. This was the fourth text message that Alison had sent her that morning, and as time was running out, the chance of Emily coming on the yacht with her were becoming slimmer and slimmer.

Finally, her phone buzzed and lit up in her hands. Ali quickly unlocked her phone to view the expected message from Emily, only for her smile to fall.

Hey Ali. I don't think I'm going to go on the yacht today, massive hangover. My head is literally pounding. It's probably best that I sleep this off today and take some Advil. Maybe some other time, hope you have fun!

Alison's heart sunk as she realized that Emily canceling on her was going to ruin the whole day. Noel was okay, but the people he invited certainly were not going to cause Alison any type of fun. The people Noel invited consisted of Quinn (the guy Alison threw wine cooler all over), Amanda (some girl Noel had met the night before who was anything but Alison's 'cup of tea', her followers Rachel and Piper (equally as annoying), and Alexander (the tan boy who Alison told Emily that she wanted to hook up with.) Alexander wasn't too bad, other than the fact that he had a weird obsession for toy cars or something like that. This immediately turned off interest for Alison. But now, she was going to be stuck on a yacht all day with these freaks (besides Noel) and she didn't think that she would like that all too much.

As Noel pulled up in her driveway, blasting rock and roll music from the radio, he yelled for Alison to jump in.

"I'm not going." Alison called back.

Noel immediately cut the volume of the radio and took off his sunglasses. "I couldn't hear you, it sounded like you said you weren't going."

"I'm not." Alison said, getting up and walking towards the driver side of the car.

"Why not? You love going out on the yacht." Noel said, frowning.

"No one besides you is going that I like. I don't want to be stuck on the yacht with Annoying Amanda and her skanky sidekicks." Alison said, glaring.

"Jeez I didn't know you didn't like them that much. I won't bring them next time, you promise you're coming next time?" Noel asked.

"Yeah sure."

"Alright. I guess I'll go pick up Christian and 'Annoying Amanda and her sidekicks'." Noel air-quoted.

"Oh, by the way. If you get the chance, can you print Emily out a fake ID?"

"Alright." Noel said. "What's her name going to be? I also need a picture of her."

"Think of something. But don't make it obvious."

"I can have it to you by next week."

"You're the best Noel.

"I know I know."

Alison watched as Noel pulled out of her driveway and sped off towards Christian's house, leaving Alison alone to go back inside. She entered her kitchen and grabbed a cloth bag from the pantry. She placed Ibuprofen, ginger tea, and cans of ginger ale in the bag before heading back outside, squinting in the bright sun. She took off at a fast walk, walking down her street towards the familiar house that was now occupied by a new family. Glad to see that there was only one car in the driveway, Alison assumed that it was Emily's that was home due to the giant "Rosewood Swim Team" sticker on the back window of her car.

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