Chapter 9

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The next morning I got up, an got dressed. I wore my dark wash Abercrombie jeans, a blue tanktop and a long gray cardigan and my brown combat boots.
Payton had gotten dressed into dark wash American Eagle jeans, a shot-sleeved chiffon white blouse with a pink bow and buttons down the back. She also wore combat boots riled down and buttoned so you could see the gray plaid pattern.
"Are you packed?" I asked
"Yeah, what about you?" She asked
"Yeah, do you wanna get the trolley?" I asked
"Okay," She agreed

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