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After the tour we camped back out at my mothers house. It was tiring, but we stayed very vigilant of any activity from John. Since the day I got the letter we have stuck together. Refusing to leave each others sides. It was a safety measure and all of us excepted the idea. My mother welcomed the idea as well. but we had to persuade her to not call the police. Which consisted of us hiding all the phones in the house until the perilous woman promised to not call the authorities. We settled into our old rooms as we did the last time we visited, as if the we had lived in the place out whole lies. Mother lover the company. And I welcomed her company a swell. I wished my mother.

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"I'm gunna go take a shower Avi." I told a sleepy Avi as we sat on the couch. The crew and my mother watching an old movie they seamed interested in. But me. I found it very boring. I pressed my lips to Avi's forehead and left to go clean up. We decided to not tell the crew of our little "argument" when I tried to leave. It would have broken there spirit. And who knows. They could have been mad at me. But Scott had his suspicions about yelling and noises outside. We simply shrugged it off, not wanting to give anything off to them.

Just as I turned the corner Avi's voice rung over the room, clear as day. "I want Charlie to move in with me." Was the first thing he said. My stomach flipped and my wary caught in my throat. The room fell silent for a moment as I leaned against the wall. "Have you asked her yet?" My mother asks, her voice more delighted then I thought it would be. "No. I don't know how." Avi admits. I turned the corner and looked at him. His back to me as he faced the rest of the people that sat in front of him. Kirstie looked up to me and smiled. "Why don't you ask her?" Avi seamed confused for a long moment. Kirstie had to actually laugh and point her finger in my general direction.

Avi's eyes lit up as he realized I was behind him. My eyes welling slightly with tears over the fact that he wanted me to live with him. He stood and smoothed out his pj shirt. I laughed slightly as Kevin commented, "that's right. Smooth out yo formal pjs boy." Avi glanced back. "Ima rock it bo bo." I had to cover my mouth in order not to laugh at there child. But Avi quickly turned back to me. His face sheepish and voice a mild rumble. "Charlie, do you want to move in with me?" A smile I enlightened my face, as I practically jumped on him. "Yes Avi. I would love to."

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