"I got it mom!" You yelled down the stairs at your overly concerned mother. You most definitely did not "got" it, there was no way you were bringing that hideous rainbow one piece she bought you, to Ibiza. No way in hell. Instead, you had packed your sexiest bikinis that you knew you looked hotttt in. This may be a school mission trip, but that didnt mean you had to look like an Amish grandma.
Zipping up your obnoxiously large, overflowing suitcase and lugging it down the stairs, you let out a little squeak of excitement. This trip was gonna be bomb.
"Come here Judy, give your daddy a hug" your father said pulling you in.
"Dad please stop calling yourself that, you know it disgusts me!" whining you pull away and shiver a little at the thought. Gross gross gross. Speaking of daddies, you were hoping to find a couple in Ibiza. Shaking your head to regain focus, you hop in the car and drive to the school.
"Judyyyy I'm so fecking excited!!" Your best friend squeals in your ear jumping up and down. " we're gonna have the best week ever, it's basically like a vacation with a little interaction with their troubled youth" she laughs. It was true, the school had felt called to help out Ibiza's struggling natives with the new drug addiction outbreak. Ever since Mike Posners "I took a pill in Ibiza" song was released, all the residents got really into drugs to show Avicci how cool they were. It was a real problem especially in the youth around our age so we were going to go to show them you can be cool without the drugs. The trips motto was "why be cool when you can follow the holy ghoul" get it cuz like the Holy Spirit ha. The motto was really powerful to you and you quoted it every morning when you woke up. It was also your bio on instagram...and Tinder.
" hey Judy my beauty"
You flinch hearing the painstakingly annoying voice of Ricardo Wilson. You turn around giving him a fake smile that looked more like a grimace. Ugh will this kid ever leave me alone you whine to yourself. He had been obsessing over you ever since the seventh grade when you moved to their school and into his life. Back then it was a cute childhood crush but now he won't leave you alone. And recently he's been pushing the limits. You used to be friends but now he was crossing the line....the fine line in between boy and friend called the friend zone. But now you weren't even friends, he disgusted you with his overly flirty ways and you couldn't handle it anymore. Pretending not to hear his blaring voice over the commotion of the airport which you had finally gotten to after a 2 hour drive, you sped up your pace catching up with Snow, your best friend. Security was pretty normal until one of the security guards tried to feel you up claiming it was a mandatory safety check. Ugh people these days you shudder. Apparently this was obligatory according to Snow but you were pretty sure it's just cuz you were looking fly af.
Finally after what seemed like forever you took your seat on the plane next to the window. The two seats besides you were empty and you were crossing your fingers they would stay that way. The plane was almost ready for takeoff and you thought you were in the clear when suddenly Ricardo plopped down in the middle seat trapping you in the already tight space. "Looks like we're seat buddies partner " he says in an annoyingly over enthusiastic voice smirking his perverted mouth. You've got to be fucking kidding me you let out under your breath. Seat buddies weren't JUST seat buddies, the school had a rule that you were always accountable for one person in your group. You would be partnered up with them in all activities throughout the trip and stay together in all the stops. Looks like its your lucky day...
