Chapter 11

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CONNOR’S P.O.V

We once again piled into the mini bus, headed to the girls’ condo.  We’re having a beach vacation tomorrow and who didn’t think sleepover was a good idea?

“Hey Tobs, you agree or not?”  I pushed Toby to answer my particular question when we had a time alone.

“You must pay for that.”  He pouted.  This little McDonough somehow looked like Tank the fluffy ball.

“How much I should pay for?”

“Starbucks for a week, that’s all.”

“GOSH!”  I screamed too loud, which attracted everybody's eyes.  “Oops sorry guys, Toby hit my feet.”

“I HIT YOUR FEET? OKAY!”  Toby said prolonged the ‘O’ with the wonderful meaning on it.

“Don’t you dare to even try, little man.”  I widen my eyes on him.

“Yeah okay, but Starbucks for a week, I don’t compromise!”

“Kill you later, Tobs, seriously!”  I whispered giving up on whatever he asked.

“CONNOR WANTS TO KILL ME!  HEEEELP!” 

Okay, this was the right time to kill him, now or never.  Mom, Dad, Riley, Tank, I’m sorry.

“My Gosh these clowns…what are you guys doing?!” 

“Killing Toby!”

“About to get killed by Connor!”

Riley sighed at running-here-and-there Toby and I.  He was trying to separate us, but ended up joining the tournament.  You should somehow understand how The McDonough ended the night.

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This was the D-Day; we’re going to the beach!  Yes!

At 9 am when everybody was still sleeping, I sneaked out to buy Starbucks.  I’d always wake somebody up to accompany me, but today I needed to do this alone.  Not to mention I had to bring Toby a holy cup of Starbucks since that was the consequence I should take.

To: Tobster McDunna

Make sure you do your part, bro.  I bring you the Starbucks already.

From: Tobster McDunna

Don’t worry little Connie, all is perfect.

To: Tobster McDunna

Yeah it better is.

Today has to be perfect for my perfect little fairytale.

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