Good Luck Charlie (Or is it Teddy?)

Chapter sixteen

Teddy:POV

I awoke to the sound of a perky lady telling me that the flight was over. I stood up and stretched. I unbuckled Charlie and Toby, and grabed our bags, while Charlie, Toby, Ivy, and the other Teddy followed. We walked into the Hawaii airport, and waited for our bags. About, five minutes later they showed up, and we grabbed them. I called a cab. (I wonder if they actually have cabs in Hawaii...probably not...any way, back to the story). We all piled into the cab, and we just barely fit. That is if you consider almost all of the kids on my lap, while Ivy got shot gun. About thirty minutes later, the guy pulled up into the resort we would be staying at. "Wow..." I mumbled as I got out of the cab, while staring t the beautiful resort, in front of me.

"T!" Ivy yells waving her hand in font of me.

"Sorry..." I mumbled getting Charlie and Tony out of the car. I handed Charlie a back pack to hold, and me and Ivy got the rest. Well, mostly me. Thanks a lot Ivy, a huge help... We paid the cab driver, and walked into the entrance if the resort. There was something that has been bothering me for the past few days though. Why was Ivy a wanted criminal? What did she do? I've been meaning to ask her ever since I found out, but how would I ask her that sort of question? Hey, I looked you up online and saw that your a criminal, what did you do? Haha, no. I just need to wait for the perfect way to ask her. "T!" Ivy yells, waving her hand in front of me.

"Huh?" I asked looking up.

"Let's go to our rooms." She says, walking towards the elevator.

We walked in, and waited a few seconds, until we heard a beep, meaning we were at our floor. "What's our room numbers?" Ivy asked.

"Yours is 217, and mine is 218." I said, while passing her, her key card. She walked to her door with Teddy, and me and the kids walked into our door. I gaped, as I looked at our room. There were white marble floors, with a red kitchen on the right, and two blue beds. There was a red leather sofa, with a 50 inch TV, in front of it.

"Wow..." I whispered. The wedding is in two days. That means, I would stay here, for in on the last day, I'll be staying with Josh, while the kids stay

in Ivy's room, and during the honey moon. I sighed, and set the bags down. "What do you guys think of the room?" I asked the kids. Charlie and Toby gave me a thumbs up.

I unpacked all of the clothes, and looked at the clock. "Wow, 8:00 already." I mumbled. "Time for bed!" I say, clapping my hands together. I tuck the kids in bed, after that, I sit on the couch. I sighed, and went on my phone. This is literally going to be the worst week of my life. I just sat there and thought about how sucky my life is. I wonder who my real parents are...

About twenty minutes later, I finally got the courage to do what I've wanted to do this whole time. I opened the door, and stomped over to Ivys room.

"Why were you a wanted criminal??"

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Sorry it's so short :(