Chapter 8: First Day of Vacation

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Zora's POV 

      The alarm Josie made me set blares in my ear at seven in the morning. Not even three big pillows can keep out the sound. The annoying sound of beeping continues on and on until I finally can't take another second so I slam my hand down on the clock and groan loudly. I can hear through my door that Josie is already up and moving about. Today's the day we leave for the beach house. Kid is bringing a car to pick us up at eight am. I have one hour to get ready.

"Zora!" Josie calls from the other room. "Are you up? You better be! Put on the outfit that is laid out on your bed and then meet me in the bathroom in 5!" I groan in groggy annoyance and drag myself out of bed. Laying on the end of the bed is my first outfit for the weekend. A white floral tier dress that Patty picked out yesterday is neatly laid on the bed next to a pair of rose gold, leather cross strap sandals, complete with heart shaped sunglasses. I sigh at the outfit and grudgingly put it on. I catch a peek of myself in the mirror. Secretly, I do a little twirl, letting the skirt flare out. 

"ZORA! COME ON! KID WILL BE HERE ANY MINUTE! I need to finish you!" Josie shouts. 

"Relax! I'm coming!" I shake my head and trudge to the bathroom. As soon as I poke my head through the bathroom door, I get yanked into a chair. Josie twists and braids my hair in all different directions. She dabs a little makeup on my face but only a little bit. Just enough to 'accent my features', as she puts it. Quickly, she flips me around and squeals. I scowl at the intricacy of the hairdo. 

"You. Look. Amazing! Kid is gonna drop dead when he sees you!" I roll my eyes at her but I duck my face down to hide my smile. "OH MY! THEY'RE HERE!" she jumps. "I'll grab the suitcases and you go answer the door." She orders, shooing me out of the bathroom with her hands. I scurry to the door. Nervously, I smooth my dress out and open the door. Kid is standing in the doorway, looking back at the car, yelling something at Black Star. He turns back around and he freezes when he sees me. A big smile spreads across his face. 

"Hey, Zora! You look beautiful!" He grins. My face heats up immediately. 

"Thanks, Kid!" I reply. His smile grows wider. He slightly bends forward into a bow and extends a hand out to me, like in a cheesy princess movie. 

"Milady. Shall I escort you to the car?" He asks with a fancy voice. 

"Why, of course, your highness." I tease, doing a terrible curtsey. I joke with him all the time with how he's technically royalty because his Father is a Lord. He pretends to hate it but I can tell he secretly thinks it's funny. I take his extended hand and the contact causes sparks between our hands. It sends a warm feeling to my heart, making it swell and it spreads through my veins. 

      Kid leads me down the stairs as Josie bounds past us, tossing both of our suitcases in the back of Kid's big, fancy trailer and flying up the stairs. Still holding my hand, Kid leads me onto the trailer. The interior is stunning. Tan leather couches and chairs line the edges. There is one set of two-person couches, one on each side of a black granite countertop. There is one next to it that is identical and then a long couch with a long table in front of it. In the very back, there is a bedroom with a king-sized bedroom. Liz is in the front driving with Tsubaki in the passenger seat. Soul and Maka are sitting across from each other at the first couch set playing a card game and Patty and Josie are sitting next to each other at the second couch set talking non-stop. Black Star is sprawled out on the bed in the back with drool coming out of his mouth. The trailer also has a fully stocked kitchen with snacks for the road. 

     The drive to the beach is about five hours in total. Kid takes me over to the long couch and we both sit down. 

"I have a surprise for you!" He exclaims. Kid reaches under the table and pulls out a couple of blank canvases and a set of watercolor paints and a pack of brushes of many sizes. My jaw drops as he sets everything on the table neatly in front of me. 

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