Chapter 9

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The next few days were full of packing. Ollie and Francois were going to France for 4 weeks and ,like the boys had told me when I first came here, we were going to fly to Chicago and Ontario to see their mums.
As I was packing my things into my suitcase, I heard Ollie talking to Francois. Moving towards the door, I sat in front of it, listening in to their conversation.

"I just don't think it's a good idea to send her to Chicago. Juliet is just...."

"She'll be fine."

"But I'm nervous. Remember Alfred? He was mugged last time. Mugged!"

"Al and Matt will take care of the girl. It's fine."

"But still!"

"Just go and make cupcakes or something. She. Will. Be. Fine." Ollie sighed

"I guess. The boys are 17, nearly 18 now."

"Now can you carry on packing?"

"Oh yes! We need to finish packing by tonight."

They carried on shuffling so I went back to packing. I almost forgot that Al's third exchange left because of a mugging, it was kind of silly of me to forget something like that.
The past few days have been pretty busy though, with prom and the last day of school, not to mention all of the other fun times I've had so far.
We all managed to finish packing but it was late so Ollie just ordered pizza. Al ended up having an argument with Matt who got a meat lovers pizza. When I mean argue it was just Al yelling at Matt while Matt carried on eating his pizza and ignoring his loud brother. It was very entertaining.
We all just ended up going to bed afterwards with no drama.

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"Are you sure you've packed everything?"

Ollie was double checking Al's rucksack while we were stood on the drive waiting for the taxi to take us to the airport.

"Yes, Ollie, I'm not a baby anymore."

"You'll always be my baby though!"

Ollie pinched Al's cheek much to his dismay and Matt laughed while I giggled. Al went red and pushed Ollie's hand away. He huffed in annoyance.

"Why don't you check Matt's bag? He's probably gonna smuggle 10 bottles of maple syrup across the states."

"I'm still surprised you don't have any drugs in your bag to try and impress your mom."

"Shut your trap, Moose face!"

"That the best you got, Veg head?"

"Boys please."

"Shut it. Both of you before I loose my patience." Francois mumbled.

"You have patience, old man?"

"Al that's quite enough."

Luckily, the taxi pulled up and I placed my suitcase in the trunk. The boys followed and I got in the middle seat to separate them. Ollie waved excitedly while Francois lit another cigarette and we began driving to the airport.
The drive wasn't long and we got there on time to board our plane.
I got to sit on the window seat on the plane with Al in the middle and Matt on the isle.

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