𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 ☆ Paige Bueckers

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Thanksgiving

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Before I knew it me and Cam were packing our bags to go home for break. "Do you know where my green top is?!" Cam shouts from her room. I love how she thinks I'm going to know exactly what top, as if she doesn't have like 50 green ones. "which one?!" "The sage green tank top with the sun on it." She was now leaning on my doorway. "You can check," before I can finish she is already in my closet, "but I don't think I'll have it-" "found it!" "Oh." "I'll be taking this back, thank you very much." She holds it up for me while walking out the room. When she is fully out of my vision I look down at my stuffed suitcase trying to figure out what to eliminate. I'm going to be gone for less than a week not a whole summer, but every piece of clothing feels like a need. My thoughts are cut off by the sound of my phone ringing. It's Paige. Ever since the Halloween party I've tried to ignore what happened, but I don't understand why. I think I like her and it looked like she was leaning in as well. I keep thinking about what would've happened if that guy hadn't interrupted up, would I still have kissed he- "Hey Paige what's up?" I set my phone down in front of me. "Not much, just bored." "Oh okay." I struggle to take my eyes off her face through the phone eventually forcing myself to focus on my suitcase. "How's packing going?" She asks squinting her eye and moving her hand to her chin. "If I'm being honest, not great, but I'm pushing through." "You should let me come over, I am quite an expert at packing." I look up at her face again. "I'm sure you are." "Oh heyy Paige." Cam is next to me and all I can do is just stare at her. This girl is crazy. "Hey Cam." She gives her cheesy grin, the one I could stare at for forever. Cam then gives me a telling look. I already know what she is thinking and I hate it. "Anyways, you can come over to help me pack." "Cool, I'll be there in like 10 minutes." She hangs up the phone. I guess she really means it. "Eve, if you don't make a move I'm going to kill you." She smiles before leaving my room causing me to sigh.

Okay, back to packing. I zone out only to regain consciousness when Cam is back at my doorway telling me she is here. Shit. She smirks at me before going back in her room. When I get to the front door I sigh before opening it, and there she is, with that charming smile. "Hey." "Hey." I open the door for her to come in. "How did you get here?" "I Ubered" "oh. I could've picked you up." "Nah it's all good, I don't mind spending a little extra money to see you before you leave." I don't know what to say so I just laugh leading her to my room. "Here's the damage." I point to my luggage grimacing "You have a lot of clothes." "I do, and unfortunately I can't pack all of it." She laughs and my face heats up. She sits on the only open space on my bed and I walk over to my suitcase. "So first order of business what's the weather going to be like?"she asks. "Well, November in New York isn't exactly the warmest, but it's not like winter, but I would definitely say dress warm just not winter warm." I rant keeping my eyes on my bag." "Okay okay, let's see what you have so far" I start to pull out my clothes holding up each one so I can explain why I need it. The whole time I'm showing her clothes she never looks away, almost always focused on me and it freaks me out. Why does she have to be so fine.