The End. (1)

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Do y'all remember those survival books where you had to try and choose the right path in order to, well, survive? Heheheh

Do y'all remember those survival books where you had to try and choose the right path in order to, well, survive? Heheheh

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*Finn's POV*

The first activity was a baking challenge, we all were put in groups, boys vs girls.

"Okay boys, raise your hand if you know how to bake." Caleb said.

Me and Gaten raised our hands.

"Really Noah? I could've swore-"

"I don't even know how to turn my alarm off in the morning, don't come at me dude." Noah scoffed.

Millie patted Noah's back to quiet him. "Ok everyone! Here are the rules. You must make a baked good, but Stranger Things inspired. I have donuts, pancakes, Eggos, cake, cookies, and more mixes. So your group can choose one or more of those. No cheating, you can only use a phone once, for recipes, decoration inspiration, and whatnot. We have three hours to finish so let's get to it!"

Everyone scattered around the huge kitchen for ingredients and decorations. I ran to the whipped cream, but a pair of hands had already got ahold of it.

"Oh sorry, here you can have it." Julia spoke. This was the first time she had talked to me in months.

"No, no, you keep it." I refused.

"I don't even know if we're gonna use it, I just wanted to-"

"-spray it in your mouth while everyone else did the work? 'Cuz same." I finished.

She chuckled to herself, God I had really missed that smile.

"Finn! Why are you talking to the competition? Come over here and help me role this doe!" Gaten yelled out. Noah nudged him.

"Well, I gotta go help him. Good luck." I smiled.

"And to you." She said, turning back to her side of the kitchen.

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*Julia's POV*

"And to you." Did I really just say that? God, I sound like a forty year old merchant from the 16th century.

"Ooh, what was going on over there?" Sadie said, mixing some eggs and powder in a bowl.

"What do you mean?" I opened my mouth, and sprayed a swirl of whipped cream.

"You know exactly what I mean."

"No actually, but if your referencing to the encounter I just had with Finn then my answer to you, my friend, is keep mixing or else."

"Someone's feisty." Millie giggles.

"No I just don't know why y'all care so much about Finn and I's relationship." I started to lower my voice. "It's over guys. I really don't want to hear about him. And you already broke your promise Mills."

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