Okay guys, I know I was supposed to post 2 weeks ago, and it has been about two months and 2 days since I updated, and I'm extremely sorry. I apologize very deeply. I hope this chapter will compensate my very late update. I tried making it long as possible. I wanted to add more events at the end, but thought it will over do it. Many new things coming up soon. I just finished my spring break, and have one more term left. I'll try to update this weekend or the next one. Just keep on reading and enjoying this. Don't forget to comment any ideas or anything, and give it a vote or a shout out if you think it is worthy of it. Again, very deeply sorry for the extremely long delay. Love you guys, thanks for reading.
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Bianca's POV
When the bell rang, Maribel and I went towards our lockers to pack up and go home where I can sleep and eat. No homework, yay!
"Oh by the way, did you pack? We are leaving at 6 am tomorrow." Maribel spoke as I threw all of my books inside and slammed the metal door of my blue locker.
"What?!" I exclaimed. "I thought we were leaving on Friday afterschool."
"Sweetie, we have only two days off. Do you think we will be able to show you NYC, stay in a hotel in a matter of 48 hours, and have enough of sleep?" Maribel questioned back.
"Wait, we are going to NYC?" I asked; Maribel nodded. "But why from tomorrow morning." I nagged as we treaded towards the exit of the school hallways.
Maribel rolled her eyes and nudged my shoulder. "Oh stop nagging, this is for you by the way. Brent thought it was a nice idea for us all to get to know each other more, and an advantage for you to know your area. Do you need any help packing?"
I shook my head. "No thank you. I think I can manage. Can you just tell me what to get?" I smiled.
"Sure. I will send you a text. Sleep early; Brent and I will pick you up at 6 am."
"Maribel! That's way too early for me!"
"Boohoo. After we pick you up, we will go over to Anthony's place get ready and all head to New York City!" she whooped in enthusiasm that made me laugh.
"You know, I've never actually been in the city, so it's kind of great that you guys are doing this." I admitted.
"Aww, the pleasure's all ours, plus this was Brent's idea. You should be thanking him."
We approached Maribel's Jeep and I hopped onto the passenger's seat.
"Hey, we aren't going to meet up with everyone else?" I asked.
Usually we would all meet up with everyone to talk about any last minute things. It has become our usual thing.
"Oh not today." Maribel replied while strapping her seatbelt as I did the same. "Brent and Jason already left to get some packing done. Sam and Eliza went to discuss last minute details about the hotel rooms. Anthony is home sleeping." She sighed. I nodded and the car started to move, taking me home.
"Did your mom allow you?" Maribel asked out of the blue as we parked next to my drive way.
"Kind of." I lied.
"Bianca."
"Well, she didn't technically allowed me to stay in a hotel room without any adult for over 3 days. She thinks we are leaving on Friday afternoon. Not tomorrow morning." I replied.
"Is she home?"
I looked around and saw Mark's patrol car. He usually picks my mom up after work. Today is Wednesday, which means she comes home at 6. It's only 3 o'clock.
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