Arabella pulled up in Clarks driveway for their girls' night out. She heads inside the opened house to see Amelia and Quinn watching tv while Avery was on the phone with her mom.
"Hey guys!" Arabella tries to get their attention but they were too busy with their own thing.
"Arabella!" Clark calls out from the kitchen, "Can you please get some pillows from the guest room? Thanks."
Arabella sighs and makes her way upstairs. Once she was in the guest room, she started gathering some pillows and didn't notice Amelia shut the door and lock it.
"What the hell guys!" Arabella exclaims. Nobody replies but she hears them moving the table from the other room to block the door.
Arabella pounds on the door desperately trying to make them open it with one thought on her mind.
I shouldn't have watched that much horror movies last night.
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The Worst Roadtrip Ever
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