Really?!

Chapter 36

Chanel's POV

 I woke up this morning the sunshine was shining so I put on my happy face...

 I hit my alarm clock and just laid in my bed. I hate getting up so early for school. I reached for my phone and checked my twitter and Instagram. I put up a picture of me and my grandma because it was her birthday and I feel the world must know. I got up to shower and get dressed. That shower didn't even wake me up. I grabbed my backpack and walked out my room. Damien was coming out his as well. We walked to the kitchen and both of my parents were standing there fully dressed. This is weird.

 "What are y'all doing?" I asked.

 "We're getting ready to go to the Bahamas." My mom said.

 "Well have fun." I said as I sat down.

 Damien sat beside me and they kept looking at us.

 "What?" I said.

 "I said we're getting ready to go." She said.

 Okay, is she rubbing it in? Like what the hell.

 "What do you mean we're?" Damien asked.

 "We're as in us." My dad said.

 "Us who?" I asked.

 "So now y'all don't wanna go?" My mom said.

 Hold up, rewind. Ma say what?

 "So what you saying is that all of us are going. Me and Chanel going?" Damien asked.

 "Yes." She said.

 "We are?" I asked.

 "Yes, if y'all get packed." She said.

 "Are y'all foreal?" I asked. 

 Before anyone could answer I heard the door open. I looked back and it was grandma, Aunt Solo and Jeulz. I looked back at my parents.

 "So y'all really serious?" I said smiling.

 "Chanel, if you don't go pack." My mom said.

 Yes! I ran over to my parents and kissed both of them. I told my grandma happy birthday and hugged aunt solo and Jeulz before I went to pack a bag. I swear I was packed in twenty minutes along with a backpack. I walked back out into the living room and sat my bag down with the rest and sat on the couch with my mom. I hugged her. I was so happy she changed her mind and let us go.

 "Okay Chanel." She said laughing.

 "Thank you mommy." I said.

 "You’re welcome." She said.

 "Alright, we can go." My dad said coming back in the house. "Everybody's in the van."

 "Well your son is slow." My mom said as we stood.

 "Damien!" My dad yelled.