Chapter 34

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~Jess's POV~

"What. The. Hell." I moan, turning towards Matt.

"What's up?"

"This book it's just..."

"The most happy, depressing, realistic story ever written?" He chuckles, taking my copy of

'The Fault In Our Stars'

"Depressing is an understatement." I say, taking back the book, clutching it to my side.

"I want an Augustus." Leylah groans, coming from the air plane seat behind me.

"Me too" Mahogany says, raising her hand.

"God I want an Ansel Elgort. Shitttt." I say, causing everyone to look at me.

"I'm sorryyyy that he's hot. Of course I'd want an Augustus but I don't want my boyfriend dying."

Everyone laughs, but Matt still stares at me.

"What?"

"It's a good life Jessica Hope." He says, smiling, turning back to his phone.

It is, isn't it?

**

"It would go faster if you'd stop asking" I say, getting annoyed.

"And I would stop asking if you'd go faster!" Shawn says, taking the key out of my hand. "I gotta pee!"

I laugh, letting him go into my room.

"Just hurry up, your rooms right down the hall!"

"Shush!" he yells through the bathroom door.

I toss my bags on the bed and flop next to them, letting the chilly weather take over.

"All done I should-"

Shawn's face turns white and he screams like a girl.

"What!?" I yell not moving.

"A SPIDER, GET IT OUT!" He jumps up and down, pointing to the wall behind me.

I roll my eyes, grabbing a paper towel, but when I go to smush it.. Well that thing ain't smushable.

"Holy"

"Shit"

He finishes my sentence, but his voice is in a much higher sequence then mine.

"CAMERON!" I screech

"CALL NINE ONE FUCKING ONE!" I yell, running out of the room.

Cam slams into me, running from Nash's room.

"What's wrong!?"

"S-spider" I point to our room.

He rolls his eyes laughing, triumphantly strolling into the room.

"Cam that thing isn't just-"

"Jess it's a spider.. Come on- FUCK"

He jumps back, staring at the giant, black, long legged creature.

"Well shit" He says, grabbing a towel from behind Shawn.

"Get that the fuck out of here please." I say, hiding behind the door.

He stands on one of the beds, swatting at it with the towel.

"I swear" I say through gritted teeth, "if that fucking falls- CAMERON GET IT OFF OF MY BED"

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