13. Fillie

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A/N: Thirteenth chapter,
hope u like it!
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Millie's POV

  After the girls and I took the kids back to their rooms, we got to our cabin to shower before dinner. And obviously, my friends just wouldn't stop talking about what happened. They haven't stopped yet.

  "Mills!!! You have to tell us EVERYTHING!" Maddie whines, and Lilia agrees. Since we came back, I haven't spoken a word and they're going crazy.

  "I don't know what are you talking about!" I yell at them, smirking to the mirror as I put my hair up in a towel. I just got out of the shower, and I know that as soon as I get out of this bathroom, I'll have to answer them.

  "Oh, come on. You know EXACTLY what we're talking about." Lilia replies as I open the door to face them. The cold air of the room makes me shiver and I wrap the towel tighter around my body.

  "See? You're blushing." Sadie says and I look down, defeated. I show her my middle finger and she chuckles and turns to the closet to grab some clothes.

  "Yeah, and you can't stop smiling since we left there." Maddie smirks and I sigh with my back turned to them.

  "Facts." Lilia says, pointing her finger in my direction.

  "Okay, fine. I'll tell ya. But let me just get dressed first, okay?" I say and lock myself in the bathroom again as fast as I can. I laugh when I hear them complaining and I know Sadie is face palming herself.

  "She's the worst." I can hear the redhead's muffled voice behind the door.

  "I CAN HEAR YOU!" I yell at her.

  "YEAH I KNOW THAT! YOU ARE THE WORST." She yells back.

  "LOOK WHO'S TALKING, IDIOT." I reply and the girls start laughing.

  Maddie and Lilia might be sweet and cute, but my relationship with Sades has always been like this. We insult each other and fight all the time over the most stupid things, but a minute later we're hugging each other and saying "I love you". Since the day we met.

  I smile as I think about the day I met my best friend. I told you I would tell this story, so here we go: I met Sadie at a concert, fighting for the last front row tickets.

  "But I got here first!" I yelled at the man inside the booth.

  "Yeah, but you already have tickets!" The annoying girl by my side yelled back looking at me with furrowed eyebrows.

  "Oh, I can give you those. I want front row, anyways." I mumble and shrug.

  "Please, sir, give my daughter the tickets. She's been wanting to come to this show for the longest time." The annoying redhead's mother said to the confused man with the credit card in her hand.

  "B-but ma'am, this lady, s-she got here first." He nervously said.

  Sadie's mother always scared people. She's gracious and kind, but you wouldn't want to see her angry side. Well, I did. A couple of times.

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