Drew or Luggage

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 " Go knock on his door!" I pushed.

" Geez, woman fine, you're so demanding!" Marcie retorted.

A few moments later ...

"You came come out now Bell!" Marcie screeched! Finally! I thought. By the time I stepped out of Drew's closet instead of finding skeletons, I'm pretty sure I was on my way of becoming one. Looking back at the few moments of chaos I pitied my Aunt and her house maids due to no other than the only friends I had. Now explaining the black hole known as Drew's room would be entirely useless and utterly incomprehensible to any normal human, but after to sum up everything

" I am so sorry Drewie!"

"Stop calling me that!"

" I just looove you, that's all."

" Whatever,"

"Say you forgive me Drewie, or we won't go on the trip! Also, ill call you Drewie in public"

"Yea Drewie"

" Fine, just STOP calling me that!"

" Deal!"

"Guess what?" Drew said snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What?"

"We are going on a road trip!"

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" You know why people do road trips right? Its called minimalistic living. You bring what you need and use what you have and live off the road."

" Ok! But listen to me... I need my hair care products, ALL of them!"

Deciding to butt in before things get out of hand " Guys cut it out. Marcie quit dragging him and Drew I am giving you 20 minutes to sort your bags and fit everything into one suitcase or we choose between you and your luggage, I have a feeling you aren't going to like our choice."

Leaving Drew to pout and sort his stuff, turning to Marcie I ask " Do we have everything?"

" Yup. Drew gave her SUV to take so we have enough space and don't have to rent motels every night, my mom thinks that I am on vacation with you guys and between all of us we have enough money to last us the whole summer! AHH I am so excited to meet him!" she ranted.

" Oh yea" I exclaimed dryly " the cyber boyfriend that's going to abduct you. I am just jumping with joy.

"Come one Bell, you know how my parents are, they would never allow it, plus I really do like the guy."

" Yea, Yea, I got it!" I said and started regaining some of the enthusiasm about the final trip.

Drew, finally decided to grace us with his presence asks how her boyfriend is going to join the trip, because he is definitely not allowing a stranger in his mom's SUV. Knowing Marcie, she probably has it all planned to a tee and said that him and his two friends will join in a separate car.

"Our first stop is New York? Right?" I clarified. 

"Yea," Marcie replied " His best friend's dad is there so he and his girlfriend and Ben were visiting them and we will hit Florida later on dropping his girlfriend off before she goes on vacation with her family." 

" Wonderful, not only will I be the the fifth wheel but I will have to look at two couples being all love dovey! I whined

" Never fear!" Drew interrupted " I will shield your eyes of all love my darling Bella," he said with triumph. With a smile on my face, and with the best cousin ever I replied

"I know you will." 

" But of course that comes with a price! You must shield my eyes at the horror too!" Drew said in complete seriousness. 

" You know I will cuz!" I said way more chirpy. " Im going to sit in the back if I am going to drive through the night." With gesture of approval of my idea we started loading the car with all of our things, as soon as we were packed I sat in the back with my legs stretched out to catch my sleep for the long drive we had ahead of us. Looking at the itinerary starting from Delaware, it would only take about 4 hours to get to New York, where we would meet the abductor who has had my strong-willed friend at the knees and head over heels. Feeling my eyes grow heavy and I put in my earbud to drown the bickering of Marcie and Drew thinking about the ways I would beat them in the next argument.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 01, 2017 ⏰

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