chapter twentyeight

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i'm currently live as i pack my things.

tomorrow is the last day of school for the year!

anthony and i are both eighteen and thriving, ready to go to the house in the bahamas!

i remember being nervous to go because of anthony and stuff but now i'm actually super excited! i'm even more excited knowing that the house is bigger and we have nessa, jaden, griffin and michelle to come with us!

i read out a few questions.

"how long are you staying there? we're staying there for six weeks again, so we can come back and go to vidcon, and then still have like 3 weeks left of summer with our own families"

"where is it? i wish we could tell you but i know for a fact that people will find it because there aren't many big holiday houses around"

"how are you and anthony? good. not gonna lie, there was a small thing that happened at the home-coming game but i think it's anthony's place for revealing it or not. i swear it's not that big of a deal anyway"

"are nessa and josh together? i don't know, are they?"

they aren't together but are super close and both really like eachother.

they ask me questions about other people and someone said some mean things about chase.

"okay, no. chase apologised over and over again for what he had said. why don't you go hate on acid princess, who literally will not genuinely apologise! i don't understand, you guys always hate on the people that apologise for something that they've done but don't on people who didn't bother to say sorry? y'all are nuts!"

"can you show us what you're packing? i mean, the house is in front of a private beach so i'll show you the 100 pairs of bikinis that i'm bringing"

i show up all of them and explain why i like them and where they're from etc.

"yo, anthony's facetiming me on my macbook!" i say to the live.

"hi t!"

"hi gorgeous, you ready?"

"nearly, i'm live right now"

"oh, i was gonna say something but i'll call you after the live"

"is it about the flight?"

"yeah, the second one we're going on. i booked a hotel room for the night since there isn't any other flight after that"

"thank you t. how much was it?"

"$500"

"$500 for one night?"

"yeah, may as well get us high class shit you know? we'd wanna relax before taking that long ass bus ride"

"but it was fun"

"and uncomfortable"

"we have a better bus now though"

"i know, but still. everyone else is arriving at the airport a day after us"

"i know. well, thank you for booking it. i'll transfer $250 to your account"

"if you do, i'll just transfer it back"

"no, i won't let you. i'll call you later. i'll transfer the money now"

"no!"

"bye anthony, love you!"

"babe, don't transfer me the money! but i love you more"

i shake my head with a smile and end the call.

"anthony always does that, he loves paying for everything and i always feel so guilty!"

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