A Better Life (Matt Espinosa fan fic)

Chapter 12

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Christina's POV:

I swim to shore and look back. They're very close.

I run and grab all my things and run to the nearest Subway without being seen.

I order my regular ham sub and a diet Pepsi and sit down at a table.

I'm still wet and some people are staring.

Eh who cares.

After I finish I walk back to the hotel and walk into my room.

I shoulda known.

As soon as I walk in, I get a huge bucket of water poured on me with ice..

"OH MY GOD GUYS IM GOING TO KILL YOU." I yell.

"Yeah well at least this wasn't a DEATH PRANK, like your little drowning thing and the shark fin!" They yell and start to laugh.

"Yeah yeah.." I say.

"Okay, well now that that's over, I'm going to CHANGE because somebody poured ice water on me!" I say.

I walk into my bathroom and dry off and change into dry clothes consisting of: a Jacob Whitesides shirt and some high waisted shorts.

I wash all of my wet makeup and apply more.

I blow-dry my hair and curl it.

I walk back out and the boys are still there watching TV.

"Hey want to do something?" I ask them.

"Sure what?" They all ask.

"I don't know. Maybe go shopping?" I ask.

"Uh where?"

"Just some of the boardwalk antique shops."

"Okay let's go." They all say.

We leave and go shopping.

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After we're done shopping we go to Chipotle.

**2 DAYS LATER**

"Hey we need to go get Taylor from the hospital at ten (a.m.)" Matt says waking me up.

"Okay I'll be ready at 9:45."

It's 9 so I have 45 minutes to get ready.

I take a quick shower and apply all my regular makeup.

I put my hair in a side braid and put on a black and white "young and reckless" shirt and some high waisted shorts.

I put on my black vans and head into the bed room.

"I'm ready." I say.

"Okay let's go get him our flight leaves at 5 to Nashville." Matt says.

We drive to the hospital to pick up Taylor.

We sign in and go to his room.

"Hey Taylor how are you feeling?" I ask.

"Better. I have to wear a wheelchair for a week." Taylor says.

"Okay. Well are you ready to go to Nashville?" Matt asks.

"Yeah let me call the nurse." He says.

He pushes a button and the nurse comes in with a wheelchair.

"Okay Taylor, you can check out at the front desk here is your medication take one every day for 1 month. You should also sit in the wheelchair for 1 week. You can turn it in later or buy it." The nurse says handing him a bottle.