Chapter 24

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A/N: I'm still sick. I went to the doctors, but he was like 'it's either an infection or an allergy. See what it does." What use is that? Anyways, this means I've had a four-day weekend, in which I got nothing done. Yippee.

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(Sophie's POV)

"Will you please explain what's going on?" Dan asked, frustrated.

"We're showing Rose that we had everything for the wedding, we 'really were' going to attend-"

"*cough* bullshit *cough*" I interrupted Gemma.

"And that we were sooo injured that we couldn't. But we wrote a letter as soon as we could, because she means so much to us (not)."

Phil rolled his eyes at us and sat down next to us with Dan. "What do you plan on doing, then?" Phil asked.

"This," I said, snapping a picture of the gifts, cards, and dresses before printing them off along with a photo of Gemma and I lying in our hospital beds, asleep. The affect was helped by the tubes running in and out of our chests, stomachs and arms. I may or may not have edited a few more in, along with more facial bruising.

"Right," I said, putting all the pictures along with the letter into an envelope as Gemma hastily wrapped the gift and cards into a parcel.

Placing the parcel and envelope into a bag and sticking a first class stamp onto the front, we declared ourselves done.

Gemma explained why we didn't exactly want Rose to be annoyed and that this would hopefully prevent it as I made us all drinks.

I flopped down onto one of our couches with Phil and clicked the TV on, surfing through the channels. "Nope," I said, turning off the TV. "What do you want to do?"

"Ermm... Film a video together?" Dan suggested.

"Sure!" Gemma said, going out of the room to fetch our camera. As she left, she winked at me.

After all, we were filming a video with the people we had dreamed about meeting. And we were dating them.

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"How about a challenge?" I suggested.

For the last ten minutes, we had discussed what to film, but couldn't decide.

"What challenge?" Gemma asked.

"Ummm...."

"What about the raw onion challenge?" Phil said. "I'm not sure I want to do that though, it sounds painful."

"We're doing it!" Gemma cried, racing into the kitchen with me to find four onions.

We started the camera, and said our hellos, introduced Dan and Phil (as though they needed introducing) and got onto our challenge.

"Today, internet, we will be doing the raw onion challenge. For those of you who don't know what that is, it is when we try to eat a raw onion as fast as we can. I'm going to win," I said.

"As if!" Dan said, clicking his fingers sassily.

"And it looks like Dan's getting competitive already," Gemma said, smiling.

"Well, we should get to it," I said. "Do you want to do it at the same time, or one after the other?"

"Innuendo," Dan muttered. I cast him a dark glance before we voted we would do the challenge one at a time.

"Okay, Dan, you're going last," Gemma said, taking charge. "Sophie can go first, then Phil, then me."

"Why am I last?" Dan whined.

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