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After we step outside of the airport, we call Nash to come and get us, like he promised. The weather here is the exact opposite of the weather in Virginia; hot and humid. I take a whiff of the thick, Californian air and feel a a grin spreading on my face. I haven't seen my friends in such a long time, that it's almost as if we need to start over and get to know each other again. I was deep in thought, until I felt a tug on my arm, lurching me forward. Nash's car was inches away from me, and Harper was already giving him a tight bear hug, like usual. I help by loading all the bags in the trunk. Afterwards I join in on their hug and turn it into a large group hug, blocking the two cars in front of us. We huddle into the car and begin our journey.
As if she read my mind, Harper began the conversation by saying "Damn, Nash you grew out your hair. Good job on your Harry Styles impression." Soon after we were all doubled over in laughter, because it was true. For the next 10 minutes or so, we poke fun at Nash and his hair with comments like "snip snip, lion boy" and other funny insults. Once we all calmed down, we basically went over the schedule for today. Apparently the only people that managed to get to Sacramento today were Taylor, Aaron, Nash, Cameron, Harper and I. We all were planning on going to the carnival tonight. That sounds perfect to me. You know, when you talk, time flies by a lot faster. In almost no time, we arrived at the hotel and booked in. Aaron and Taylor were supposed to be on the room. When we opened the door, all we could see were two pillow forts. We just walked into a Nerf gun war. I guess the message was pretty clear, Taylor and Aaron even put 3 Nerf guns by the door as a sign. I have and idea. I grab the duvet, take Harper's hand, and then drape it over two chairs. We already blew our cover, so we heard footsteps coming in our direction. Harper and I lock and load then slowly move out. Within seconds of moving out, both of us were pelted with darts we evacuate the area and go back into our small fort. We bustle in furiously and drape covers over the opening. For reasons I cannot explain, I accidentally, accidentally let my hand touch Harper's......boob. There was no intent, I don't think she even noticed, so I brush as if it were nothing. I divert my attention to our hotel room door that just opened. Cameron just walked in, and based on his nervous expression, I could tell he knew something was up. Like telekinesis, Harper knew the plan I thought of. We snuck through the kitchen and ended up facing Cameron's back. I pulled our triggers and bombarded him. What a warm welcome. Soon, the six of us were laughing our hearts out, like we used to do all the time.
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Thirty Days In December
FanficHarper Wesley was having an average day, until her friend Taylor calls her saying that him and his friends decided to make a Magcon Reunion Tour. Like any normal person would, Harper tags along, not knowing what she's getting herself into. Everythin...