Chapter 7 Did I even mean that?

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The next couple of days gran and I completed her wishes, I was really stressing on the part to call it her bucket list, but gran wanted it to be wishes, since she she wished for those things to come true and not tick them off before dying. I thought her reason was pretty much valid and so we stuck to her "wish list".

Today, she was suppose to hang out like a sweet sixteen teen, so she decided to invite me and Lola to this exotic hotel, where we'd all hang out have a jacuzzi, spa, sons bath and anything possible. Gran was rich, we were desperate little girls.

Gran had booked this large room for us three, where she watched movies and Lola and me chatted. Lola was only bragging about how cool Luke was and he was the best kisser and all. I couldn't stop imagining of Shawn had all these qualities or not, especially the kisser quality. The last time I had kissed someone was in 6th grade with Jimmy Carter since he had a crush on me and I was pretty much excited to know that I could be someone's crush, so I willingly kissed him. But we broke up after a week, since he found Amanda a 7th grader much cuter than me. And right now, he owns the player title in our school, he's never tried to get back on me. Maybe he's forgotten everything, or he just prefers avoiding me. But how does it matter to me. My job right now is it know Shawn and see if things go right with us.

'Isle, Lola come on, it's spa time', gran called us. I broke up from my thoughts and Lola for Christ's sake stopped blabbering.

We had a great 3 hour spa, with the best massages ever. It felt so relaxing, And I wondered if this time would ever come back to me. The more time I spent with gran the more deeper my thoughts about life and death got.

We decided to spend the night at the hotel. Gran slept on the comfy bed, Lola slept on the bouncy couch, and I volunteered to sleep on the stretcher. I knew it would be uncomfortable, but then I couldn't sleep at all since the Shawn incident. All I thought about was, how would we two fit together as a couple? Will we get involved in a serious relationship or what? Was he trustable enough for me? But then my thoughts were broken by a faint vibration.

Shawn's message read: I can't sleep. I wish I'd committed long ago when I first saw you.

I don't know why we didn't just simply talk on the phone, but this message chat was kinda cute. So I replied: like I'd say yes to a cabbie?!

Shawn: so you go by status and money? Is that what you're implying?

Me: no but you looked so shabby. Though u still managed to look good…. But anyway, I couldn't trust you back then!

And it was true, I mean people don't go around falling in love with teenage drivers.

Shawn: anyway I have a good news and a bad news for you. Which one first?

Me: bad.

Shawn: I'm dropping out of college.

What the hell is wrong with him. He just can't drop out from college, he hasn't even completed his one year? What is his plan like? As much as I wanted to say all this to him I instead typed: why?

Shawn: that way I'll get more time to write my book, and maybe Cam might just like it and publish it.

Me: are you kidding me. So this is what u both were hiding from Me. I'm gonna kill you as soon as you set foot on Monday.

Shawn: lucky you coz I'm coming tomorrow morning. And that way you can kill me sooner.

Me: I ♥ u

Shawn: are you serious? Please don't tell me you typed that. Because my heart here is dying. I wish I could come today.

Shawn: hello?!? Are you there? Was that message a joke?

Shawn: I give up. I'll find out tomorrow. Night

Me: night.

What was wrong with me. I didn't even think for a second before pressing send. Did I really mean that? I guess I'll have to find out sooner or later.

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