(This chapter is dedicated to PizzaForever13. She voted for all my chapters and she's just awesome <3 I love your name btw.)
My eyes flutter open.
I run a hand through my hair.
I do my morning stretches.
It was like 3 in the afternoon.
I should work on fixing my sleep schedule.
Jackie walks in her hair a complete mess.
"Where have you been missy?" I ask her.
She blushes.
"Ashtons."
"Awwwwnnnn!"
She looks down at her shoes.
"POWER COUPLE!" I scream and give her a tight hug.
She laughs.
"So how's he doing." She says referring to Ryder.
"No Jackie he really changed I'm serious."
"Mhmm." She says not believing a single word I'm saying.
"Jackie."
"Okay, okay I'll stop."
"And he's doing well and we said we loved eachother like 3 days ago."
"YOU WHAT?"
"Jackie..."
"I'm sorry but I don't trust him."
"Well you should he even took me out to a fancy restaurant."
"Did not."
"He did...I told you he changed."
"Okay maybe."
"So what are you gonna do today?" I ask her.
"Sleep." She says and plops down on her bed leaving a bag that she probably put all her clothes in.
"Sounds super fun."
"You don't know how it is to spend a week in a house full of boys. Sleep is not available...at all."
"I can imagine."
"What about you? Do you have any plans?"
"Ummm I was thinking of passing by Ryders and like surprising him and then probably cuddle and watch movies."
"Alright go have fun I'm going to hibernate now."
"Have fun with that."
"I will." she replies
I changed into tights and a comfortable red crop top.
I put on a little makeup before slipping into my red converse and heading to my car.
I hop into the driver's seat and plug in Ryder's address into my GPS.
He recently moved in with his best friend so he texted me his new address a week ago in case I ever needed to see him or something.
I finally get to his house and I park my car outside of the apartment building.
I walk up the stairs until I reach the 5th floor.
Yes I take the stairs.
I may or may not have a severe case of elevator phobia.
Is that even a word?
Eh, probably not.
But it just means that I'm terrified of elevators and avoid them at all costs.
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