After another thirty minutes of silence in the locked bathroom and the other girls watching tv, they finally decided to leave.
Mike pulled Arabella's sleeping head on his lap and started stroking her hair.
Meanwhile, Avery and Quinn started gathering their stuff and walked out to the porch.
"Bye Mike! Thanks again for inviting us over!" Avery yells as Quinn shuts the door, locking it behind them.
Quinn looks at her friend, "Avery, where's Arabella?"
"I thought she went home already." Avery thinks out loud.
"No, she was with Mike." Quinn informs Avery.
"Where is Mike?"
"Oh. Ohhh. We locked them in the bathroom remember?" Quinn says recalling everything that happened that day.
"Oh shit. I totally forgot about that." Avery says giggling nervously.
"Let's go back for them."
Quinn shakes her head, "The doors are locked."
"Oh well, Arabella has her bag. They'll be fine." Avery convinces Quinn to just leave them there.
"I guess so. And they could get even closer in that bathroom."
Avery grins, "What if they already did?"
Quinn smirks, "Don't worry, I stuffed a couple of condoms in Arabella's bag before leaving the car."
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The Worst Roadtrip Ever
Teen Fictionreuploading for the memories<3 - "Why the hell are you hiding behind my suitcases?" "Uh Oh." "Uh Oh it is." - 2017-2018