❝ i'm not crazy. i just have
the personality of a crackhead. ❞
❝ well, i think you're the cutest
crackhead i've ever seen. ❞
in which a boy and girl live in the same dorm.
| ariana grande + jack gilinsky |
"woaaah! this place is bigger than tyler's forehead." camden gapes.
"my what now?" tyler looks up from his phone.
i place my duffle bag on the light wooden floors and take a good look at the gorgeous cabin.
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"it's so pretty!" i squeal.
"right?! my dad said i could pick which ever cabin i wanted." jamie says.
"it looks like pinterest threw up all over this place!" jack gasps. "that's a compliment... i think."
"hell naw, i'm getting spooky ghost vibes. this place has to be mad haunted." tyler says.
"we in this bitch!" camden shouts as he takes a snapchat video of the cabin to flex.
"you know who else is in this bitch?" tyler retorts.
we all look at him for a response.
"bloody mary."
"tyler... shut up. you're scaring me." i fold my arms.
"it's okay, mia. if anyone's getting possessed tonight it's definitely going to be camden." sam jokes.
"why me?!" camden scoffs.
"cause you're the most vulnerable out of all of us." tyler says and we all laugh.
"jamie and i call the master bedroom!" sam says as he runs up the wooden staircase with his bags.
jack turns to me and scratches the back of his neck, "do you wanna-"
"mia! you're bunking with me, sweetie." tyler links his arm to mine and i nod.
"what were you saying?" i turn back to jack.
"oh- never mind." he says.
i settle into our bedroom and change into some more comfortable clothes. i opt for an oversized harley t-shirt and some booty shorts. i quickly tie my hair in a low pony before tyler and i head downstairs to join everyone else for dinner.
