Chapter O2

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~Zonnique's Pov~

I stood in my room packing my suitcase up when my phone began vibrating on the dresser I sighed as I picked it up

"Hello?" I spoke

"Hey Nique is um- Bahja coming on the trip?"

"Who is this?" I asked placing the phone on my shoulder so I could continue packing

"Prodigy."

"Oh! Hey prod I'm sorry I didn't recognize your voice.." I said as a smile formed on my face "But I uh- think so."

"Okay." I could hear him smiling "You know I've been trying to-"

"Woah, calm your hormones that's my sister your talking about."

"I was just gonna say ask her out." Prodigy chuckled

"Oh..okay." I laughed "She likes you but don't tell her I told you."

"Really? Th-"

"Bye prodigy I'll see you later."

I laughed as I hung up the phone not wanting to hear him burst Into excitement

After a couple of more minutes of folding clothes and placing them in my suitcase I was finally finished packing I sighed as I collapsed onto my bed

I laid in bed on my phone for about 20 minutes when I heard soft knocks on my door my door slowly creaked open and a person stepped inside I broke my gaze from my phone and looked up at my door that was now opened

"Niq Niq are you going somewhere?" I looked at my mom and looked back down at my phone

"Yeaah..I'm going to Bahja's place."

"How long do you plan on staying?" My mother asked as she sat on the corner of my bed

"Um..not that long.."

"Alright.. Well come back soon it's the start of summer and your already ditching us for Bahja.." My mother laughed

"Heh heh.." I said smiling

"Okay well I'll see you when you come back." My mother said as she stood up

I placed my phone in my bed and stood up also , pulling her into a hug

"I love you Niq Niq be safe." My mother said as she held me tightly

"I love you too and I will I promise."

My mom Let go of me and walked out of my room my phone vibrated on the bed with a text message that read

"On my way be there in 30."

I looked at my things and got ready to spend a whole entire month with four boys alone in one house with no adult supervision this is about to be one hell of a trip..

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