The summer flew by so fast. In a blink of an eye, it's Friday, August 5. I'm 23 weeks pregnant, which is a good 6 months!
School starts again on the 22nd, which is just 17 days away (2 1/2 weeks). That saddens me. My summer has been so fun.
"Hey, Cassie, guess what?!" Eva screams when she calls me on the phone.
I rub my ear. She really needs to lower her volume. "What is it?"
"My parents, Mitchell, and I are gonna go to Golden Beach!"
"Yay! I'm invited, right?"
"Of course."
"Okay, when are we leaving?"
"On Sunday at 2:00 AM."
"That's early."
"Well, yeah, Mom and Dad wanna take the first plane, which comes at 5:00, and by flying, we'll arrive in Golden, Florida by 8:00."
"Oh okay. Gotcha."
"So pack quickly and my family will pick you up at 2 AM sharp."
"Got it, boss." I giggle.
Eva giggles. "Bye."
Click. She hangs up.
The Smith family goes to Golden Beach every summer and I always go with them. It's in a beach town called Golden (duh) in southern Florida, which is near Miami. They own a beach house built on the actual beach.
I can't wait for a trip in paradise!
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A Perfect Mistake
Teen Fiction"Cassie, sweetie, please do me a huge favor." "What is it, Mom?" "Do. Not. Get. Pregnant." "Ever?" "I mean, don't get pregnant in your teen years." "Okay, Mom, I won't." My mom trusted me to keep my promise....I was 13 and in middle school at the ti...
