𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐀

30. Girls Day

I've done soooooo many chapters in the past few days and I've literally lost a nights sleep over it but it's totally worth it because I know I'm gonna loose my motivation again and not write for like two weeks 😭

also EXCITING NEWS... I've enlisted in the 2024 Wattpad Watty's (why not I thought it would be fun 🤷‍♀️)

enjoy the chap, and make sure to comment and vote 🫶

song: '8TEEN' by Khalid

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Angelina's POV:

"I need to get my drivers license, I despise walking."

Azalea and I walk down the familiar gravel road as the city grows with every passing step, the sun rising above us as we complain about the long walk.

I had walked up and down this street just a few hours before, and I hadn't been excited to learn that Azalea was forcing me to repeat it.

"You should've accepted your dad's offer of using the limo. My feet are killing me." She sends a glare my way, and I send one right back. "I was not getting into a limo with Bald Elvis again, thank you. I'm pretty sure he would purposely crash it just to kill me."

She scoffs. "Yeah, well I'm starting to understand him."

Despite walking for nearly half an hour the city was still far in the distance, leaving me to sigh at how far we still had to go. "I wish I hadn't crashed my bike, life would be so much easier."

"Tell me about it! Instead of walking, we could be driving. Heck, I would rather your horrendous driving over walking." Her shoulders slump as she re-adjusts the tote bag that was hanging off her shoulder.

"I cant believe you crashed it. Our one chance at being lazy, and you incinerated it. That had to have been an expensive bike, as well." She sighs, kicking a pebble down the path, her frustration prominent.

"It was. I'd already had it fixed once already, too." She stops and turns to me, grabbing my arms. "You're telling me, you've demolished the bike that wasn't technically yours twice, as well as Enzo's car. It should be illegal for you to go ten feet near a vehicle."

I laugh as I pull away from her grasp and continue walking, the city slowly growing ever so slowly closer.

"Maybe it's just because I haven't found a bike that suits me." She gasps as she grabs my arm one again, and shakes me roughly.

"Woah! What are you doing?" She continues to shake me with all her strength, and I watch as the world spins, the sounds of her squealing in the background.

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?" She drops her hands as she jumps up and down, before she places her hands back onto my shoulders and stares straight into my soul, my vision still spinning.

"What?" She entwines my arm with hers, and as she drags me down the road, I hear her laugh. "Let's go bike shopping! We can get it wrapped hot pink too!"

"You know bikes are really expensive, right?" I say raising an eyebrow, the road ahead becoming clearer.

"Well it's lucky you're rich then! How much money did you bring?" I reach my hand into the pocket of the jeans I was wearing, and pull out the wad of cash I had stuffed deep into the pocket.

With Azalea leading me away from stray holes in the road I count the notes one by one and eventually finish, holding €1,909 in my hand.

"I have €1,909, not including my card." She gasps as she shakes her head. "We definitely need to go on a shopping spree now, and I'm not taking no for an answer."