Chapter Twenty Eight: Some People...

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I wake up in the morning with the sound of Cardinals outside of my window.

I get up in my pajamas and I grab the Eletric guitar. The wire for the amplifier is already plugged in.

"Lets give the others a wake up call..." I murmur to my self.

I hold the strings and I strum as loud as I can.

RRRRAAAAWAAAAAAAAAAAA

I hear thumps coming from other rooms as if I scared them awake and they fell out of bed.

I play "Best Song Ever" on the guitar.

"And we danced all night to the best song ever. We knew every line know I can't remember. How it goes but I know that I won't forget him. Because we danced all night to the best song ever."

At this point I was standing on the bed while rocking out.

"I think it went OH OH OH. I think it went YEAH YEAH YEAH. I think it-"

I was interrupted my a knock at the door.

"It's open!" I called out as I hop off the bed.

The door opens and in walks the last person I ever thought would talk to me.

Noah.

"You know I had an alarm clock, and I didn't need a second one." He says while over looking my room.

"Always great to have a back up." I answer while placing the electric guitar back on it's stand.

"Anyways, everyone is heading back out to the pools for the day. You joining?" Noah asks while motioning out the door.

"Eh, I guess." I say as I brush out my hair.

"Ok, see you out there. And DON'T give us another wake up call." Noah warns as he walks out the door.

"No promises" I call after him.

The hair and make up area is FILLED with my clothes. I rummage through and I find my bathing suit.

I put on my bathing suit and I put a Taylor Swift Tshirt that I made into a cut off over it.

I grab my Ray Bans and my phone to acompany me at the pool.

As I get there, the whole group is already there.

A sun bathing chair is already set in the perfect light of the sun. I set my stuff down and I lay on the chair.

I watch as all of the voted off campers socialize and have a good time, happy to be away from Chris.

"Is your bathing suit hooked up this time?" I here someone ask sarcastically next to me.

I turn to my side and I see Trent in the sun bathing chair next to me.

"Very funny Pretty Boy." I snap at him.

"You know I'm just messing with you Syler." He says while laughing.

"Yeah whatever." I mumble.

"So lets talk. Musician to Musician." He suggest.

"Ok, what about?" I question as I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Do you think one of us is going to make it?" He asks while putting his arms behind his head.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"In the music industry. World Tours, Platnium albums, Interviews." He continues.

"I'm hoping to. Lets make a deal. If one of us does make it, the other is going to be the opening act on their tour." I say to Trent.

He looks at me and smiles. "Deal"

I sit there and sunbathe with my Raybans covering my eyes.

I pull out my phone and I check my instagram while taking a sip of my sweet tea.

Whenever Instagram loads, I took a spit take with my tea, and I goes all over Trent.

"I just gained 93,000 followers!" I exclaim while scrolling through to new followers.

"Guilty," Trent says while laughing.

"I'll follow you back." I smile as I close Instagram and open up Afterlight.

I lay on my stomach on the sunbathing chair and I smile into the camera.

"SELFIE!!" I hear from behind me. Everyone photobombs behind me and I snap the picture.

I go through many filters, laughing at every person in the picture. Geoff has Cody in a head lock, Leshawna being SASSY as usual, Izzy swinging from a vine, Justin acting all "pretty", and many more.

I find the perfect filter and I tag everyone as quickly as I could, since I was already following all of them.

The picture is posted and I fold my arms to lay my head down.

My phone vibrates almost immediately, and on the screen there is an Instagram notification.

I see on the picture that someone with the username @xpiercingsx has commented on my photo saying

"Did you forget to tag me?;))"

"What the hell," I murmur under my breathe as I check the profile.

The profile picture is of... me?

It is a picture of when we were sitting at the campfire and I was playing the guitar.

It's actually a great picture... just saying.

I stand up, still looking at my phone, and I try to walk to my room.

As I am walking, I bump into someone.

"Way to not tag me." The very familiar voice says.

I look up and I see Duncan smiling down at me.

"Duncan!" I exclaim as I hug him tightly.

"Missed you." He says while hugging me, picking me up and spinning me around with his duffel bag in one hand.

"I'm going to go and change, and I guess you'll go and settle in to your new loft." I say as I take his hand and I lead him down the hallway of lofts.

"Or I can just come with you..." He smirks.

"Nah," I say before I lightly. shove him into his room, which was right next to mine.

"Oh come on." He smiles while standing in the door frame.

"See you around." I tease as I walk into my room.

I pull out the key to my door and I try to open it, but I got distracted when I noticed Tyler walking down the hallway. I roll my eyes at him as I focus on trying to open my door.

"Ok what's you damage Syler? You have been shading me since the beginning of the show." Tyler says as he leans against the wall next to my door.

"Nothing..." I mumble as I try to shove the key into the lock, but it wouldn't fit.

"Something is up with you, and I will find out what it is." He responds

The door finally opens, before I was going to slam it shut, I stuck my head out.

"Good luck with that." I say right before I slam the door.

"I guess the fame has already gotten to your head with your stupid guitar playing." I hear Tyler say outside of the door.

I yank open the door and I step out into the hallway.

"Say that to my face Chicken legs." I say, but Tyler was nowhere to be found in the hallway.

I go back inside and I slam the door shut.

I change into a Sleeping with Sirens T-Shirt, skinny jeans, and Black boots.

My electric guitar sits right there in front of me. I pick it up and I sling it over my shoulder and I walk out of my room and back to the pool.

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Sorry I didn't update sooner, I have been really busy!

- L.B.   

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