Chapter 3

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          "Give me $5.00 from the bag Jenny. If we are going to New York, we need to have enough money for 3 train tickets. I hope everybody brought their phones so we can communicate with Ant Elle."

           I took out my iphone 4s and gave it to Kera to diall ant Elle. I put the five-dollar bill in the machine. I tapped train tickets then tapped 3 tickets lightly. 3 train tickets came out of the machine and i took them. Isabelle grabbed my hand. Kera was still talking with Ant Elle. "Yes. We should of done this before but Isabelle was too young to be told. So, can we stay in New York with you? We all hate mother. Don't tell her we coming." Kera said on the phone and ended the call. 

          The train finally came. We have been waiting for an hour. We grabbed our stuff from the bench and hopped on the train. We suddenly became so warm when we sat down in the warm and comfortable train seats. The ticket holder came to us and asked for our tickets. Kera handed him the tickets and isabelle put her head on Kera and feel asleep. I honestly don't know what I'm going to do in New York. Maybe I could go to the club and meet guys with Kera. She can make me a fake ID if i needed one. I closed my eyes and fell asleep with isabelle. Kera just sat there with Isabelle's head on her shoulder waiting to get to Ant Elle's house. 

          "Attention. We have stopped at NYC, New York. Doors are going to be opening in a minute. Thanks for staying with us." the train speaker said. Kera woke us up and we stepped out onto the trainstation with Kera and Isabelle. "I'm going to ask that man over there where 24th Street is." I explained to Kera. She nodded.

            "Um, excuse me, but-" I got interrupted when he suddenly turned around and was blinded by his hotness. I was speechless. " I-I-I. I wanted to know where 24th street is? D-do you know where it is Mr. sir dude whatever?" 

            "Uh, yeah. It's down the road make a left. If you need any help here's my number.' He said as he winked and wrote down his number on a paper for me. 

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