January 27, 2017

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The game was good. We won, and I got to meet some of the team. They came over and said they saw me all decked out in my Syracuse stuff and they wanted to say hi. I took pictures with them so I can send them to Niall later and maybe post them on twitter. It was amazing, and I've now rented a car and am driving Ben to where I grew up. My phone goes off and I ignore it for the time being because I'm driving us to a yogurt shop. I pull into a space and start to unbuckle.

"Hoopla?" He asks giving me a weird look.

"It's good! Don't knock it till you try it." We get out and go inside. I get what I always used to. Birthday cake flavor, and a whole bunch of crap that isn't goo for you. Once we pay and sit down, I take my phone out to see who it was that texted me.

'Glad you had fun at the game. What day are you going to be back home?'

'I don't know yet, why?'

'Some friends asked me if they could stay at the house while their visiting London, and they can't get in the house without you there.'

'...ok? How long would they be there for?'

'Probably a few weeks? I'm not sure.'

'Who are they?'

'Just some old friends of mine, you'll love them don't worry.'

'Ok I'm trusting you here that their not killers. We'll probably be home somtime tomorrow or the next morning.'

'Ok they'll be there around the afternoon of the 29th.'

'Ok I'll be there.'

'So what are you doing right now?'

'I took Ben to Hoopla and he didn't know what it was.'

'Didn't you take me there too?'

'Ya, I drove here cause he wasn't sure how to drive in New York...or in the US for that matter.'

'We're in Pennsylvania right now and I was planning on trying to go up and see you tomorrow but I don't think we can. If we get a break tomorrow I'll let you know. Or we can meet half way? I'll let you know, we're about to go onstage. Talk to you later, love you.'

'Don't forget to let me know cause you do that a lot. Love you too, have fun.'

"Niall?" Ben asks across from me.

"Ya, some friends of his are gonna be staying at the house for a few weeks. Their in Pennsylvania and might have tomorrow off and asked if we could meet him half way."

"Meet who half way? His friends?"

"No, him. Niall."

"Oh ok. But he's just going to leave you in that big house with comes guys you might not even know by yourself?"

"He trusts them, and he said I'd like them. I'm sure it'll be fine." I wave it off and check my Twitter feed. I see lots of pictures already of the boys at their show. I save a bunch of them like I always do and retweet a lot of them. I post the pictures of the Syracuse players and myself, making sure to tag them in it. I just get out of the app as I hear a girls voice say my name. I look up to find a group of girls.

"Hi Jackie!" One says coming right over. The other ones walk over with friendly smiles on their faces.

"Hey guys." I smile back.

"What are you doing here?" One of the other ones ask.

"Niall got me college basketball tickets for my birthday and I took my friend with me. This is Ben." They say hi to Ben. "He has a show tonight so he couldn't come."

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