Chapter 22: They take a trip

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Hey guys!! I promise I'm alive!! I went to DisneyWorld!! It was so lit like I swear I'm never growing up😭 I been home for a good 3 hours and I'm already going through withdrawals😩

Hey guys!! I promise I'm alive!! I went to DisneyWorld!! It was so lit like I swear I'm never growing up😭 I been home for a good 3 hours and I'm already going through withdrawals😩

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Okay you guys probably don't care💀so let's get on with the chapter :)

Jacob POV

"Nani open the door! Please!" I knocked again and all I heard was her moving around

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"Nani open the door! Please!" I knocked again and all I heard was her moving around. It got quiet and I sighed, sliding down against her door.

After school I came over to apologize. Her mother was understanding and let me in, but warned that her daughter was stubborn, which I now agree with.

I then frowned when I saw smoke coming from under the door.

"Nani if your mother smells that you're dead. Just let me in please."

I heard footsteps and finally she opened the door, letting me in.

She stood in leggings and a tank top with a freshly rolled blunt in her hand. She stared at me and I sighed, going into her bathroom and grabbing a towel. I put it under the door and turned on her fan. I opened up her window and we sat on the floor.

"Can I?"

She hesitantly handed me the blunt and I inhaled, letting it release through my nose as I felt the weed already effecting me.

"What is this?"

"Silver Haze."

I nodded and took another pull. If you were to look at Nani you'd think she was the most innocent girl. If only people knew that she did stuff like smoke expensive ass weed in the middle of her bedroom.

We both sat and passed the blunt back and forth for a while before I spoke up.

"I ain't mean that." I looked over at her and she continued to roll the next blunt with the other was still in her mouth.

"Nani." I grabbed her arm and she looked at my hand before up at me.

"Baby I miss you so much. I'm sorry for everything."

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