Suprising (thatcherjoe)

chapter 8

(Skipping to last day of school. Just know, Kelsey has NOT talked to any of the Youtubers about her going to Europe..)

It has come. I just said goodbye to my friends and professors until next year. They don't know i'm going to fricken Europe tomorrow. I didn't want to come home and have everyone asking. I've experienced that before. Anyways, my two best friends know and that's all I need. Meghan's parents said she couldn't go. She really didn't want to anyway. She has always been a safe person. Mackenzie has been the adventurer. And i'm the inbetweener. Always has been and i'm sure always will be. I'm sitting on my suitcase to try to zipper it (cliche I know) when my phone rings. The phone screen glows and vibrates in between two pillows. I dive for it. "MOM" it shows. I breath deeply. I don't have anything against my mom. It's just she never calls at the right time. I answer right before putting a smile on my face. It's like I'm trying to persuade myself I'm happy she called. "Hello!" I say brightly. "Hi honey! You all packed?" That's my mother. Making sure I'm ready. And I'm sure during this call she will ask three more times if I'm packed. "Yep, I'm right in the middle of zipping it up." I put the phone on speaker and place it on my bed. I sit back on my suitcase. The zipper loudly makes it's "Ziiiiipppppp" sound before it gets stuck on another corner. I mutter under my breath as my mom keeps talking. "-and also, don't forget the mace i sent you. I want it on an outside pocket of your purse so you can grab it easily. And Don't you dare lose that passp-" "Yes mother," I say like a typical annoyed teenager. I don't even care that I'm being rude. It's just she went on the speech last weekend too. I can't bear to hear it again. "Yea well, if anything happens to you, I swear to god, you're gonna get it." I laugh a little at how redundant that is. "So if something happens to me, You are gonna do something to me? Doesn't that defeat the point?" There's a little pause that I can just imagine my mother rolling her eyes like an annoyed teenager. "Well, I love you. Please, Please be careful." "Of course mom. Love you too. Bye." I hang up after a 'goodnight baby'. I call Mackenzie. "Hey so you're meeting me at the airport in the morning right?" She asks as soon as she picks up the phone. I don't even attempt to point that out. "Yep, 6 AM. Bright and early." She chuckles. "Okay babes. See you then."  I hang up and call Zoe. Then halfway through I hang up. I check Google to see the time difference. It's 8 here. So in England it's 1 AM. I scratch calling Zoe. I don't know how popular Zoe is, and if she's the girl to be partying Friday night to Saturday morning. Plus I like Zoe and don't want to wake her up. Joe on the other hand, I don't mind annoying him.

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"Hiiii!!" Joe screams into his receiver. I hear heavy bass and people in the background. I learn something else about Joe today. He is the type of person to be out Friday night into Saturday morning at a club. Just because I'm curious i ask, "Is Zoe out with you?!" I say into my receiver a tid louder so I don't have to repeat myself ten million times (another one of my pet peeves). "UH NO. sHE WENT HOME HOURS AGO." I smile. I guess I knew Zoe a little bit. "Joe do you know what time it is?!" I ask. "UHHHH... LIKE 11?" I smile a little wider. "try 1 in the morning." I can practically see his face. "ohh FUCK!" "Yea do you need me to call you a cab?" I kid. It feels nice to be the one teasing him, instead of the other way around. "HA.HA. YOUR HILAAARRRIOUSSSS" he drawls. He must be pretty drunk. "I am Joe. Very. But in all seriousness, I want you to get a cab." I don't hear anything as the background noise gets quieter. Then I hear the quiet rush of a city at night. "I just hailed a cab." Then i hear Joe's voice clear, but not directed at me, give the cab his address. Perfect. I didn't know how I was going to get his address without rising suspicion. But now I have it. I quickly write it down on my graded essay. Joe comes back on. I say goodbye. He says goodbye. Little does he know, it won't be for long.