Hey guys! Finally. :) Well, here's THE LAST CHAPTER. Just a heads up. :) People thought the previous chapter was the last one, but nope. It's not. I can't really reply to them, sorry! :O
Oh, and I got some comments about how the previous chapter had an anticlimatctic ending, and sorry if you think of it that way, but I only thought I had to stop the cliffhangers. xD I mean, I always end up with cliffhangers, so I tried something light for a change.
Well, here's the last chapter. :) Hope you like it.
-Kierra xx
Chapter Thirty Eight- What to Expect
“I miss Ciara,” I said.
Cam glanced at me. “Yeah?”
I nodded. “Very much.”
“I miss her too.”
I’ve finally gotten over the fact that my boyfriend and I are in the same bedroom and have now let ourselves lie side by side on my bed. Not that were doing anything, really. We were just there, staring at my ceiling.
“You know,” he said, “we can always visit her.”
“Dude, she’s in Canada and we can’t afford it,” I said.
He shrugged. How he could shrug while lying in bed is beyond me.
“Let’s plan it,” he said. “For Christmas break? We can save up by that time and we won’t miss any school days.”
I looked at him. “Well, okay, I guess.” I yawned. I didn’t get much sleep last night because I had to finish an art project. But I didn’t want to sleep yet. Mom was making dinner downstairs and I haven’t eaten anything yet.
“You’re always sleepy,” he remarked.
I glared at him. “I am not.”
“I beg to disagree,” he said.
“Well, go ahead and beg, but I am not always sleepy. It just so happen that I had to stay up late last night.”
“Thinking of me?” He smirked.
Bastard. “Of course not!” I tried shoving him off of the bed.
He laughed because, ugh, he didn’t even budge a tiny bit. Could life be more sexist? I gave up and just turned my back to him. Jerk that he was, he didn’t stop laughing.
“Aw, that’s so cute, Shea,” he mocked.
I elbowed him.
“Ow!”
“That should teach you,” I said. Behold, my mighty elbow. (Though I still hate elbows because seriously. One of my ribs bruised because of elbows!)
“Damn it, Collins. That elbow is deadly.”
“Well, you better behave because there’s more of that—aaaaaah!” I shrieked.
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Humor‘He went out of the room. In his boxers. Again. Like the laws and principles of the universe, which were scientifically proven, I couldn’t help but scowl. He smirked. “Well, stop drooling all over me.” I wrinkled my nose. “Right. Good luck with you...
