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C H A P T E R 33

Have you ever received this feeling when you go on this long trip, and you would do anything to go back home? So once you step foot into your house, you run to your bedroom and fall on the bed. It gives you the time to think about why you missed your home so much and why it's important to go back.

I believe that when you go on these long vacations, you're stepping out of your comfort zone to see incredible attractions. Your house, well it's a safe place, where you can be yourself and not have to impress anyone. But when you are out and about, you don't really get the opportunity to express who you really are. Once my face made contacts with my bed, I felt protected and felt as if I could do anything. However, jet lag is a thing.

You might be wondering, is my father living with us? Nope! While we were away him and my mother were looking for apartments nearby our house, and they found the "perfect" one.

Apparently, we will be trying the once a week with my father, and once a week with my mother which sucks. I don't hate my father as much as I did before, but spending a whole week with him and not having any escape root to my mother; I mean, do they hate me or something? Part of me understands why they are doing this, but right now? Is it necessary now?

Mason and I are supposed to go out for lunch with Vanessa. I haven't met her personally, but she seems sweet. Well, at least she does when Mason talk about her. No, I'm not jealous of her as I was with Cece. Why? Because I don't have a crush on him anymore.

When he talked to Cece, things were different. If he honestly likes Vanessa, then I don't have a problem with her. Unless, she gives of a bad vibe, which I highly doubt.

I already unpacked my suitcase and cleaned up my room, so today was all about relaxing. After lunch, Jasmine and Mike are going to join the three of us to the mall.

I invited Jake, but he has this game he has to attend to for his brother.

"Isabella, this is Vanessa," Mason introduced as she hoped in the front seat. She smiled at me through the rear mirror.

One thing was certain, she was beautiful. Her slightly curled brown hair fell just below her shoulders. I noticed her eyes were the color of hot cocoa, sprinkled with tiny flecks of gold like mini marshmallows. No wonder Mason finds her attractive.

"Call me Nessa," she stated, while fiddling with her seat belt.

"Only if you call me Bella," I joked.

"Where do you want to go eat?" Mason asked Nessa.

"Anywhere that doesn't serve meat," she insisted, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I'm a vegetarian," she added, obviously sensing my confusion.

"Oh, makes sense," I smiled. "What about that burger place downtown? They sell veggie burgers," I considered.

"I'm fine with that," she replied, shrugging.

"It's styled then," Mason declares, turning the key to the right, earning a roar from the engine.

****

"This is amazing," Nessa stayed, wolfing down her food.

"Be careful there, you don't want to choke," Mason teased.

"At least I'd die eating something tasty," she laughed. "So," she paused, "how'd you two meet?" She asked, referring to Mason and me.

"At a funfair," I responded, taking a sip of water.

"How cute," she stated, wiping her mouth with a napkin.

"Her friends abandoned her, so I showed her around," Mason added.

"What a gentleman," she smirked.

"That's me, a rare species," he replied, with the same thing he used to say to me.

"You're too funny," she giggled, as the waiter came over and gave us the bill.

Mason started to pat his pockets, "ugh! I forgot my wallet in the car," Mason complained.

"I'll pay," I offered.

"Don't be silly, I have a few extra bucks in my purse," Nessa spoke, as she pulled out almost five hundred dollars. I mean, I'm not complaining. She can pay all she wants.

***

"Hey girlfriend," Jasmine screeched, golfing me into a hug.

"What did you give her?" I joked looking over at Mike.

"Nothing, I swear. I learned my lesson after I gave her coffee," he replied, rolling his eyes.

"I'm just excited to meet Vanessa, hopefully, she loves shopping," she smiled.

"I'm betting she does," I said, remembering how much money she had.

"Fantabulous! It should be a fun day," she declared, intertwining her and Mike's hands.

"Are you sure you didn't giver her coffee?" I whispered to Mike.

"Positive," he laughed.

***

"Jaz, Vanessa. Vanessa, Jaz," Mason introduced.

"So nice to meet you," Jasmine smiled, hugging the guy out of her.

"As with you," Nessa formally replied.

"This is Jasmine's boyfriend Mike," Mason added, and Mike nodded his head.

"And of course, you already know Bella," Mason laughed.

Bella? Since when did he call me by my nickname? He hates nicknames.

"Well of course," she smiled in my direction.

"Quit blabbering and lets go shopping!" Jasmine screeched, grabbing my arm and forcing me into a store. This should be fun.

We have been at the mall for around five hours now and it's nearly six o'clock. Jasmine has both arms filled with bags, plus one of mine. Little overkill if you as me. I mean, we just got back from Florida and she already had a whole new wardrobe.

Nessa didn't go overboard, in fact, she only had a few bags with her. Mason and Nessa would make an amazing couple, if I'm being honest. She is super nice and not a gold digger, surprisingly. When she pulled out that wad of cash, I lost hope, but I was wrong. She is the perfect match for him. He has my blessing.

Jasmine seemed bummed that Nessa isn't the shopping type, but they seemed to hit it off well anyway. Mike hasn't talked to her since they were introduced, and she hasn't made the effort to talk to him either. Odd.

One thing that I'm not looking forwards to, is seeing Casey. Remember that cheating brat? Yeah, we never really got to talk about what she did to my brother and I want nothing more than to go off on her.

Rumour has it, the guy she cheated on my brother with, dumped her. Which is hilarious because she had to have a reason for cheating and my guess is that he was "hot". Karma taught her a lesson, didn't it?

She probably heard we are back in town, so it can't be long until we run into her and she better be praying that she won't get a black eye when she runs into me.