Here We Go Again...

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We pull back into Huey's driveway. I grab my things and get out. Then, we meet back up at the front of the car. We hug and he pecks my lips, making me want to squirm.

"Bye," he says.
I want to wear the goofiest smile ever but manage to contain myself and settle for a subtle grin.
"I'll see you later," I reply.

The front door of his house swings open and Mr. Freeman pops out. We immediately release each other.

"Huey!" he calls. "That damn Riley ain't pickin' up his phone again, and the school just called and told me he skipped school the second time this week. Go see where he went this time!" He waves to me. "Hey, cutiepie!"
I wave back with flushed cheeks. My face must look like a tomato. "Hi, Mr. Freeman!"
"Alright, Granddad!" Huey says.

Mr. Freeman goes back inside. Huey slaps his palm against his face and sighs. He takes his phone out and calls Riley. Riley doesn't pick up. Huey tries two more times then gives up. He curses beneath his breath and puts his phone away.

"Want me to come with you?" I offer.
"Sure. He's probably just hanging around in an alley doing graffiti or something."

We get back in the car and head into Downtown Woodcrest. Huey takes his phone out at a stoplight and goes to the famous "Find My Friends" app. His jaw drops and he almost drops his phone.

"What's wrong?" I ask.
"He's in New York," he says.

My eyes go wide.

The car behind us honks their horn, making us realize the light is green again.

He grabs a piece of his fro and curses under his breath, "Shit, shit, shit!..."

I remain silent.

He pulls into a gas station and parks at a pump.

"Are you sure you don't wanna stay behind?" he asks. "I know it's already been a long day."
"No, it's fine." I shake my head. "I wanna help. We can take turns driving."

He gets out to go pay for gas, then he pumps it.

When we get back on the road, he hands me his phone.

"Can you find exactly where he is for me?" he asks. He mutters, "I bet he's with Cindy."

I zoom in on Riley's location pin.

"He's at a hotel," I say. "In Queens."

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I need a road trip right now. Anyways, I know it's short 😭 but that's because another chapter is coming tomorrow for Christmas! This is your Christmas Eve gift! ❤️

Why do you think Riley is in New York?

Merry Christmas Eve, y'all! 😘🎄

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