Chapter Seven

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Flashback Dream Still

Middle of the Night

Sleeping

Emily's P.O.V.

The restaurant was thirty minutes away from my house and an hour from the airport. Everyone was quiet all the way to the restaurant. When we hot there we only had thirty minutes to order and eat. So when we ate it was also very quiet. We all finished eating and got back on the bus. Still nobody was talking. So I put my head phones in and sang along with my song.

Best friends, you are my fucking best friends
Yo honestly, this is the best night ever
And this song, I'm really feeling this song
Yo honestly, this is the best night ever
This is the best night ever
The fucking best night ever

I can't remember all the shit that we said last night, last night
We probably won't remember what we did last night, last night
I'd rather be right here, tonight with you, then with anybody else in the world
I'd rather be right here, tonight with you, then with anybody else in the world

Best friends, you are my fucking best friends
Yo honestly, this is the best night ever
And this song, I'm really feeling this song
Yo honestly, this is the best night ever
This is the best night ever
The fucking best night ever, the fucking best night ever

I can't remember all the shit that we said last night, last night
We probably won't remember what we did but one thing I'll never forget
I'd rather be right here, tonight with you, then with anybody else in the world

Half way through the song I noticed everybody was staring at me. So I pulled out one of my head phones.

"What are you all looking at?" I asked

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