Chapter 32

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ZACHS POV

"Zach, Caitlin wake up sweetie," I hear my mom say happily. I roll over and look at her.

"We need to leave for the airport in 45 minutes," she says, I nod tiredly and she walks out. I softly shake the softly snoring Caitlin.

Her eyes shoot wide open, "what?" She mumbles.

"Our flight is in 45 minutes," I smile back at her. She nods and gets up walking to her suit case. She looks though it and grabs something before walking into my bathroom. I walk into my closet and I put on sweats, a grey and dark grey shirt with a white pocket, and converse. I walk back out and I sit on my bed, going onto my phone.

About 10 minutes later, she walks out of the bathroom wearing PINK grey sweat pants, a white tank top, a PINK sweater that's pink, and white van. (DAMNNNN CAITLIN) I smile.

"How much time do we have?" She says picking up her hair brush. I check my phone before responding, "about 20 minutes." She nods and brushes her hair then she starts doing something with it that I don't know the name of.

"What's that called?" I ask wrapping my arms around her waist.

"A fishtail braid," she says as she puts her hair bow on it and twists it into a bun and puts Bobby pins in it.

"Hair is awesome," I say. She laughs softly.

"Well that was random," she says putting her hands on my hair. I smile. "It was kinda but still. It is," I laugh and she joins me.

This is going to be a amazing trip.


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Dude we went from 1k to 1.16k in a day. Thank you guys.




(Ps. I'm from America)

Today we had a airshow and it was the first time in 15 years

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