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Thirty-three

The next morning, I woke up feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep, despite the previous day's events. The pool party had been a blast overall, and the annoying moments with Brennen were beginning to fade into the background. It was a new day, and I was determined to make the most of it.

I got out of bed and headed to the kitchen, where I found Colby already making breakfast. The smell of bacon and eggs filled the air, and I couldn't help but smile.

"Good morning, sunshine," Colby greeted me with a grin. "Hungry?"

"Definitely," I replied, plopping down at the kitchen counter. "That smells amazing."

Colby set a plate in front of me, and we sat down to eat. The conversation flowed easily as usual. We talked about plans for the day and the upcoming week. Colby mentioned a few things he wanted to film for his channel, and I shared some ideas for my own content. It was always nice to brainstorm with him.

After breakfast, I decided to tackle a few tasks that had been on my to-do list. I wanted to organize my growing collection of outfits and accessories and prepare for a new photo shoot idea I had in mind. I also needed to touch base with Emma and Jessica about some upcoming projects.

I was busy sorting through clothes when Colby wandered into my room, holding a piece of paper.

"Hey, Blair, I've got something for you," he said, waving the paper in the air.

I looked up from my task, curious. "What's up?"

"It's a flyer for a fashion pop-up event happening downtown," Colby explained, handing me the paper. "I thought it might be a cool opportunity for you to check out. They've got some pretty unique pieces and a few designers showing their stuff."

I scanned the flyer, feeling a wave of excitement. "That sounds amazing! Thanks for finding this. It could be perfect for my next video."

Colby smiled. "No problem. I thought it might be up your alley."

With a new burst of motivation, I spent the next couple of hours getting ready for the pop-up event. I picked out a stylish outfit that would photograph well and packed my camera, ensuring I was ready to capture everything.

Colby and I decided to head to the event together, and as we drove downtown, we chatted about our plans for the day. The city was bustling, and the energy was infectious. We parked and made our way to the venue, where a line was already forming outside.

The event was held in a chic, modern warehouse space, with various booths set up showcasing different designers and their collections. The atmosphere was vibrant, with music playing and fashion enthusiasts mingling.

Colby and I spent the next few hours exploring the event, taking in the incredible designs and snapping photos for my blog. I was particularly excited about one designer's collection that featured bold, avant-garde pieces. It was exactly the kind of unique fashion I loved to feature.

As we were moving from one booth to another, I noticed a familiar face in the crowd. Brennen was there, seemingly enjoying the event. I tried to avoid him, but it was inevitable that our paths crossed.

"Blair!" Brennen's voice called out as he approached us. "What a surprise to see you here."

I forced a polite smile. "Hey, Brennen. Just checking out the event."

He gave me a look that made me uncomfortable, but I tried to stay composed. "You know, this place has some great stuff. Maybe we could check out a few booths together?"

Before I could respond, Colby stepped in, his protective instincts kicking in. "Actually, Blair and I have a lot to cover. We're on a tight schedule."

Brennen's smile faltered slightly, but he nodded. "Sure, no problem. I'll catch up with you later."

As Brennen walked away, I gave Colby a grateful look. "Thanks for stepping in."

"Anytime," Colby said with a reassuring smile. "Let's focus on getting some great shots for your blog."

We continued to explore the event, and the day turned out to be a success. I got some fantastic photos and found a few pieces that I was excited to feature in my next video.

After the event, we headed back to the trap house, tired but happy. I was eager to start editing the photos and planning the next steps for my blog and YouTube channel.

Later that evening, as I was reviewing the photos from the pop-up event, Colby came into my room, holding a bag from a local bakery.

"Got you a little something," he said, setting the bag down on my desk. "Thought you might enjoy a treat after today."

I opened the bag to find a selection of pastries and cookies. My heart warmed at the thoughtful gesture. "Colby, you're the best. Thank you."

He shrugged with a grin. "Just looking out for my best friend."

We spent the rest of the evening working on my blog and planning future content. The camaraderie between us was as strong as ever, and I felt grateful for Colby's support and friendship.

As the night drew to a close, I reflected on how much had changed since I first moved into the trap house. The journey from a shy newcomer to someone with a growing online presence had been incredible. And through it all, Colby had been there, making the experience even more special.

With a sense of contentment, I headed to bed, ready to face whatever new challenges and opportunities the next day would bring.