Ch.8 - Milestones

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(Devyn)
The sound of my alarm woke me up and I turned it off.

I opened my eyes rubbing them and I looked over and Emery was snoozing away.

How did she sleep through my alarm?

My bed was really comfortable that getting out of it was impossible.

I heard a knock on my bedroom door and my mother's head appears from behind the door, "Good morning."

"Morning."

I smiled and she smiled back, "Thanks for the cookies by the way."

"You're welcome, Em and I made them last night."

She closed my door and I raised up stretching, yawning afterwards.

"Em?"

"Hm?"

"Wake up."

My foot poked her side and she raised her head quickly, "I'm up."

She was laying on the mattress on the floor by my bed and she raised up.

"I was enjoy my dream you know."

"Explains why the alarm didn't wake you."

She giggled.

"Wanna go for a walk?"

"If this means we're getting food, then yes."

I laughed and climbed out of bed. I grabbed Xander's hoodie putting it on and Em was putting gym her hoodie on.

I was too lazy to put my contacts so I grabbed my glasses instead.

"Well, it's a good thing the gas station is down the road."

I grabbed my Vans, slipping them on and she did the same.

....

"Zed?"

"Hm?"

"Em and I are going for a walk. Do you want anything for the gas station?"

"No. I'm okay. Be safe."

"We will. Love you."

"Love you."

He rolled over in his bed and passed out.

I walked out of his bedroom closing his door and I walked downstairs finding Emery in the living room.

"Alright. Let's go."

Emery and I walked outside and I closed the door behind me.

"It feels nice out."

"It does, doesn't it?"

"Mhm."

(Xander)
I wake up and I was exhausted from last night.

Jax was still asleep but Hero was outside sitting on the steps on his phone with I'm assuming Emery.

The blankets I used were in the floor and I grabbed them.

I checked my phone and Devyn texted me a few times.

"Hey, Dude."

"Sup."

Jax looked at me and I knew what he was going to say, "I know you don't like to do anything for your sobriety. What if we should?"

"Jax. No."

"Fine. I'll ask again next year."

I rolled my eyes and I texted Devyn back.

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