1 Wish At A Time

Chapter 2- Pack your bags

Recap,
" We're going to England! "
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" England! Somebody pinch me. " I squeal clutching onto the paper crumpling it in the process.

" Ow! Did you really have to do that?! "

" Yes. Yes I did. " confidence oozing from Brooke's words.

" There's a thing called sarcasm. " I complain shoving her to the side a little
enough to throw her off balance.

Our usual stop sign came up and both of us began preparing ourselves for our weeks race to my house. You can call my life cliche, which it totally is by the way.

" On your mark! " I start clutching the strap of my backpack making sure it won't fling off and hit Mr.Raven. Mentally cringing at the memory.

" Get set! " shouted Brooke. Looking out from the corner of my eye the visibility of Brooke getting ready to race was quite funny. Watching how she stretches like a "pro" and tries cracking her knuckles.

" Go! " we both shout at the same time.

Sprinting off the wind expands my hair in crazy ways and the summer air nips at me.

Knowing that Brooke is almost at the mailbox my inner kid appears, chucking my backpack at her white converse making Ms.Evan tumble off landing on the neighbors perfectly groomed grass.

" Who's the loser now. Don't under estimate my super powers." I yelled at her grabbing my backpack on the way.

" You are so gonna get it, Ash! "

Before I knew it I looked behind me for a split second and the next I crashed into my front door, falling on my bum.

I sat up rubbing my sore bum, " I won! I won! I won! Na Na a boo-boo." chanting while doing my weird happy dance

" No you didn't. You just got lucky that I tripped. By you I might add."

" Oh Brooke. You don't always have to win. " I told her patting her shoulder as I walk through the front door.

I eyed Brooke closely as she walked back to her house watching me too. I made that eye to eye motion that means ' am watching you '. We nth cracked into fists of laughter even though we can't hear each other.

The smell of freshly baked muffins wafted through my nostrils. Before you questions about all the junk food my family cooks, it's just my mom owns a family business that passed on to her by her mother and the list goes on.

So some people call it a bakery and some might call it a place where people can get chubby. ( A/N I have nothing against heavier people )

To get to the point my mom likes to try out new/old recipes.

" Hey mom." I say as I walk I to the kitchen setting the green form in front of her.

" England! That's far away sweetheart." my Mom argues. " And not only you'll be there for 2 months at least."

" Mom!!!" I whine. " It will be a great experience for me to learn to way they talk and explore all the sites and the buildings. " " Also Brooke will be going. And it's not like we will be alone there will be chaperones and teachers."

" I'll think about it. I got to talk to your dad about this." She says looking me straight in the eye. Only if eyes could burn holes I would have a deep one by now.

" Ok " I respond not wanting her to change her min about anything at this point.

I trudge up the stairs greeted by my brother ( who is older than me ) with his friends messing around.

Ughh just what I need. Immature teen roaming my house.

I quickly scamper of to my room locking the door behind me and placing my bag on my desk.

I pick up my phone and dial Brooke's number.

RING! RING! RING! RING!

Finally on the fourth ring she picked up.

- Conversation -

Ash- Did you're parents say yes or no to the trip yet?

Brooke- Not yet. They said they'd think about it. How about you?

Ash- Same story. I really want them to say yes. I can already imagine the blue sky's. Different shops and accents. Were going to be the ones with accents.

Brooke- Slow down blabber mouth. Don't get your hopes up yet though. It's a 50 50. Don't get me wrong i want to go so bad to.

Ash- I know, I know it's just think about it.
.........................................

Brooke- Okay I get the point.

I can see the smile plastered on her face probably shaking her head like some crazy person. In a good way.

Ash- I gotta go my dads home. Ill text you the verdict later. Bye.

Brook- See ya chika.

- Conversation over -

~ 10 minutes later ~

My mom and dad have been down stairs going back and forth about letting me go on the trip or not.

I give up, am going down there.

Quietly and spy-like I nimbly my way down the stairs and into the living room starting at my parents for a good 30 seconds before they notice there.

" Sooo what is it? Can i go? "

" Listen honey." Oh no she gonna say no isn't she." You better pack your bags it's a long trip." mom to she's leaving me speechless.

A huge smile appears on my face as I huge my mom an dad in a tight bear hug.

" Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. " Was all I managed to squeak out as I say 'I love you' over and over again.

" We love you too sweetheart. Now go pack your things your leaving tomorrow. " my dad responds hugging me one last time before letting me go.

I run upstairs skipping 2 steps. I burst open my door and frantically search for my phone.

I grab the sparkly case and type in my password and open up messages.

To Brooke::
THEY SAID YES. HOW ABOUT YOU?? ANYTHING???

To Ash::
ENGLAND BUDDIES!! AM COMING!!

I squeal in delight and start the famous Ashlynn throwing clothes out of drawers and closet into suitcases method.

This is gonna be one heck of a ride.

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A/N ~ I didnt realize how long this was once I read it over. Holy cow!!!

I can't tell you how much fun it is to write this book. Trust me you wont regret reading this.

Before I move on I just want to let my readers know that updates will happen anytime of the day and probably next week I won't be updating cause I will be on vacation.

Now....... any questions/comments/ anything g you want answered or ohh I remember what I was gonna say. If any if you can think of a ship name or something for what I would call my readers.

Last of all if you were confused in the names Ash and Brooke those are just their nicknames.

Ashlynn:: Ash
Brooklyn:: Brooke