Bastiana has a loving family, two amazing best friends, and a secret.
Over summer vacation, Bastiana and her besties do their best to focus on their bucket list in order to distract them from all the secrets they're keeping from one another. When a...
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10:03am Tiana: Hey, can you help me with something today?
10:04am Ash: Of course, Doll. What do you need my help with?
10:04am Tiana: Bucket list item #17
10:04am Tiana: Meet me at my place in 15?
10:05am Ash: You got it (:
10:05am Tiana: Excellent! See you soon!
10:05am Tiana: Oh! And don't tell Ry!
10:06am Ash: Is this about his birthday?
10:06am Tiana: Sort of...
10:07am Tiana: I'll explain when you get here lol
10:07am Ash: Alright haha see you soon, Doll.
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"So, you really just needed help with the heavy lifting portion of this, didn't you, Doll?" Asher grunts out as he lifts the large cooler from the bed of his truck, setting it on the ground.
"Pretty much." I shrug and laugh lightly. "Normally, I'd call both of you for this, but it's Ry's birthday and I wanted to surprise him with the last bucket list item. And also because I think it'll be hilarious." I smirk at him.
"You know, if it was anyone else, he'd probably beat them up for this, right?" Ash laughs.
"I know." I smile and shrug. "Now, come on. We still have to get this up the fire escape." I turn on my heel and walk over to the metal ladder hanging from the back of the building.
"'Fire escape'?" Ash asks loudly. "How exactly do you expect me to haul this up the fire escape, Doll?"
"I'm not sure." I turn back to look at him and see him looking up at the two-story strip mall in front of us. "But I brought bungee cords and a bunch of rope!" I give him a wide smile. He shakes his head and gives me a disbelieving look. "Come on! We can do this, Ash! With my brains and your brawn, this building is no match for us!"
Ash looks down at the oversized cooler and the gear in the bed of his truck, then back at me, then up at the building. He thinks it over for a second, then glances over at Michi's Dogs, the hot dog place on the other side of the parking lot.
"Hang on, I've got an idea." He says and turns to start jogging over to the restaurant.
"Where are you going?" I yell after him.
"I'll be right back!" He calls over his shoulder.
I sit down on the lid of the cooler to wait, and a few minutes later, I look up and see him walking back towards me. He's got a stack of plastic buckets in one hand and a greasy paper bag in the other.
