*~*~ SAVANNAH'S POV ~*~*
After I had all the clothes put in the laundry chute, and the trash down the trash chute, I put the necklace on. I walked out to see that things were getting heated between Carley and Max.
"... But why don't you sleep on the bed? I don't mind sleeping on the floor." Max was saying.
"Because! It wouldn't be fair to you. Just take the bed, I'll take the floor." Carley sounded way too sympathetic.
"Hey-um guys? Yea the room is ready. Just remember to keep it PG-14," I laughed and showed them the room.
"So here's the bed, it's a king, which means there's a lot of room. And over here there's a chaise lounge chair, really comfy, and I guess if you want, one of you can sleep there." I walked around the room explaining where everything was. "Extra pillows and blankets are down the hall in the closet. The one on the bed is mine from my old house, don't ruin it. There's a bathroom through this door, Carley, you're welcome to use the hair stuff."
"This.... Is... Heaven!!" Carley looked starstruck.
*~*~MAX'S POV~*~*
That bed looks like it could hold us both.... Maybe she wouldn't mind. I'll ask her later.
"...And that seems to be it!" Savannah said. "In the morning be ready to go at 7 AM sharp. Your flight leaves at 8." And with that, Savannah left.
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Mr. President
Teen FictionWhat happens when Savannah Grace, a teenage girl from a small town in Kansas, is personally flown in to Washington, DC to live with her dad? Well that's what you will find out in this story. The idea is not original. I got the idea from Lindsay( 19...
