chapter fifty-nine

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The three days passed really quickly, and sooner than I knew it, it was the night before the plane ride to Aruba, which we would be spending a week in and then Jamacia.

Me, Noah, Ant, Cynthia, and Blake were all going, so I woke up at around 5am, since our flight was at 8am. 

Noah had gotten up a few minutes earlier than me, and I watched him from the bed, getting his last minute things packed.

He noticed I was watching him and smiled.

n- what?

y/n- nothing.

n- you should get up.

y/n- yeah i should. 

He went out of the room, probably packing up more of his things when I finally got up and did the same. I changed into a snazzy outfit that I had just picked up yesterday for the trip;

I walked over to Blake's room to go see if he's waken up, and I saw Cynthia sitting in his bed

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I walked over to Blake's room to go see if he's waken up, and I saw Cynthia sitting in his bed.

cyn- hey!

y/n- hey, did you and blake get all your things packed up already?

cyn- yeah, did you and noah?

y/n- yep! 

She nodded, and I left the hallway to go get an acai bowl from the fridge for my breakfast.

I looked down at my ring on my finger and slipped it down on my finger and back (omg that sounds so wrong i know people will comment ab this)

y/n- morning kio

I say as I watched him walk from his room.

k- morning...

y/n- what's up?

k- idk

y/n- fine

I rolled my eyes and finished eating my breakfast.

y/n- well bye i guess??

He looked over to me.

What's up with him?

k- you shouldn't have gotten engaged to noah.

y/n- and why not?

k- because you should be with me.

I looked at him like he was crazy.

He smiled.

k- HAH IM JUST KIDDING!

i heard him whsiper something to himself, and I'm not sure what it was.

y/n- okay, good.

k- have a nice trip.

y/n- thanks.

I say, tossing the empty small plastic bowl in the trash can.

n- hey are you ready?

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