The Road Trip

✒ Chapter 9

"The most important reason for going from one place to another is to see what's in between, and they took great pleasure in doing just that." ~Norton Juster, The Phantom Tollbooth.

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Chapter 9

Aria

Do you know the feeling when everyone's prepared for something, but you are still snoring lying on your bed? Yes? That's what I'm feeling right now, except for snoring. Snuggling in the warmth of my comforter, I sigh deeply in satisfaction. Ah, the comfort I get. Before I go to sleep again, my comforter is pulled off me and I'm exposed to the cool weather. I blindly search for the covers with my hands but it's gone.

Someone shakes me vigorously, earning a punch from me. Both of us groan, the other person in pain, while I groan out of frustration. He, the person sounded like a male, grumbled a few colorful words under his breath and tried to wake me up again, "I swear we'll leave her and go if she doesn't wake up."

Wait, what is he talking about?

"Besides, I don't think she's packed yet."

That made me shoot out of bed hitting the person in the process. He groaned again and I looked up to see Lee clutching his nose like his life depended on it and glaring murderously at me. I grinned sheepishly at him and looked at the digital clock on the wall.

Shit, we're leaving in two hours.

"Get ready soon." Lee muttered and left the room. I swear, these guys act like little girls whose dolls got ruined. Soon after, Kate entered the room screaming on top of her voice, "Come on Ar, get your ass up soon and let's—" She paused immediately when she saw the condition of my room.

"You haven't packed yet, have you?" She narrowed her eyes at me.

I grinned sheepishly in reply and run into my bathroom to escape her wrath. After doing my business, I came out with only my undergarments on and my towel around my body. I walked into my closet and took out a pair of light blue denim shorts and a black and white striped top. After getting into my clothes, I cursed when I realized that I have to still pack. I glance at the digital clock and almost faint when I see that I have an hour left.

Pulling out a suitcase and a duffel bag, I dump some undergarments, tops, shorts, jeans, and a few dresses into it. I throw in a pair of sneakers, some heels and... done.

"Woah, slow down your horses woman." Kate chirped. I glared at her back as she switched my laptop on. I snatched my laptop from her and stuffed it into my suitcase causing Kate to huff in irritation, "Jeez, what got your panties in a twist?"

I close my suitcase and zip it. "I'm hungry."

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"Well, it's your fault you didn't pack." Alex stated.

I glared at him as I stuffed food into my mouth.

"You eat like a pig." Logan pointed out.

"No shit, Sherlock." Alex snorted, repeating last week's words.

"As if you are any less Log," Lee winked at me, making me grin at him in gratitude. "I feel you eat worser, but better than a bunch of hungry Arias." My smile slipped and I threw Lee my deadliest glare. He didn't seem to be affected by it and smirked, "Ah, revenge is sweet."

"Revenge for what, bro?" Alex asked munching on an apple he grabbed from the fruit basket. Lee smirk fell, but an evil smile crept up my face.

Lee glared at me and said, "Your sister is pretty strong Al."