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We ran through the crowded corridors to get to the conference room. Yes, our school has a conference room.

Fancy, huh?

We got inside and found two chairs to sit. Our school was having a travel program and only two of its 11th graders will be able to go.

Me and Nicole had definitely written our names on the paper they had given us about a week ago. And now they were going to randomly pick two of the name-written papers out of the bowl full of names.

We held our breaths. It was really exciting for us, we have been best friends since birth and always wanted to travel so we could have more memories and adventures other than dued school work.

Teachers spoke for the most of the time and then, they picked the first paper. I felt my heart beat in my ears like drums.

"Veronica Marble!"

Oh my god! It was my name! It was me! I screamed out a 'yes!' and hugged Nicole. She looked equally happy as I was. Oh my god, I was selected! I was going on a tour!

They talked a bit more and then one of them put her hand in the bowl and picked another paper.

Please be Nicole, please be Nicole, please be Nicole.

"Asher Joyes!"

What?

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