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Chp. 9

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Once again, gorgeous.

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I'm lying on my bed with my eyes still closed and I feel like there's a flashlight right in front of me.
I slowly open my eyes, and I instantly regret it because the light is so bright. I blindly walk to the blinds and turn some type of weird round nob to close it shut, and i know open my eyes fully.
Where am I, my subconscious asks me, until I remember I'm in London.

Oh, I love London.

"Guys?" I test the girls to see if their awake. They slept later then me because I remember Amy telling Vicki..

"Ok, I'll tell you what happened, it's kind of long but do you still want to hear It?" Amy says.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Vicki responds, me knowing that their not sleeping an time soon.

I laugh to myself silently and lightly shake Amy. "Amy, you need to get up now," I tell her making her grunt then rub her eyes, "what time is it?" She asks while wiping her face. She looks really pretty without no makeup, I'll tell her about that later.

"It's 6:53," I plainly say.
"Well I have like 7 minutes," she says, then turns back on her stomach.
"Amy stop, we got to get ready."
"I will literally kill you if we're the first ones downstairs." She groans.
"Ok, i hope no ones th-"

"Ah!" I hear Jess scream and Amy and I jump in fright.
"What the fuck?" Amy says while we both run to Jess.
"Don't swear!" I say while shaking Jess for her the wake up. It was probably just a nightmare.
"Why not?" Amy says. "Everyone swears," she says as if it's still acceptable.
"Well I don't, and neither do I accept it." I say a little rudely.
Swearing literally kicks me off the edge. I feel uncomfortable and it makes me feel guilty even though I wasn't the one who swore. "Ok, I'll try and stop then, shi- I mean..." Amy corrects herself while I give her a death glare.
"What time is it?" Jess appears out of nowhere giving me a mini heart attack.
"Oh gosh, you scared me. It's 6:58 now, are you ok?" I ask a little frightened. I would hate to have a nightmare. I would literally sleep-walk into the kitchen, grab a knife and kill myself.. if that makes sense...ugh, I think too much.
"I'm fine, what happened?" She asks rubbing her eyes.
She kind of looks funny...

"You had a nightmare i think, because you screamed, really loud." I say. She gives me a clueless/shocked look, then I give up. I don't feel like talking.
"Ok forget it, let's get ready." In the corner of my eye, I see Vicki already making her bed. These girls are scary.
There's Jess who screams bloody murder, and Vicki who doesn't make a sound.

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Jess locks the apartment door and we then walk towards the elevator. I press the button and we all wait silently for the elevator to come.
The air is tense and awkward for some reason. we're all rocking our feet back and forth on the patterned carpet. Amy does the awkward cough, and makes it even more awkward, so I speak up.
"So, um, are you guys excited about today?" I ask, hoping to start a conversation. "mhmm," they all say in unison, now it's silent.

Great.

Hurry up elevator! my subconscious speaks.
"What's wrong?" I ask a little ticked off. How come all of a sudden they're all quiet? What happened to the loud and talkative Amy? The funny Jess? The...Vicki.

"Nothing," Amy plainly says.

"Amy..." I say trying to pull the truth out of her, but all she does is shrug her shoulders, and walk into the elevator.

Fine.

I'm already annoyed and we didn't even do anything yet.
I probably overthinking things. Maybe they just don't want to talk, I don't know? I hope I didn't do anything.

Your in London, that all you should be caring about. My subconscious says again, and she's right.

We reach on the first floor and we all walk to the main room. There, we see Mr. S and some other men and women.
We're the 2nd groups downstairs, so I look at Amy and she puts up her hands in surrender then smiles.
I win.

"Good morning ladies, have a seat. Were waiting for everyone else." Mr.S speaks and we do as he says.

15 minutes past and everyone's here. he does a count check before we leave and we walk out the building doors.
"Where are we going again?" Jess asks me. I don't want to tell her because of the confusion by the elevator, but it's not a big deal.

"Museum."