Chapter 18

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Dear journal
Yesterday didn't bring any surprises. Other than the fact that I spent the entire day with my friends. The froyo here is actually better than the one back in Tennessee, and the race track was actually pretty fun. Watching people race in cars against eachother dangerously. Even Klaus and scar face raced and they both won. Then the sleepover at Mist's house was awesome. Turns out she's a witch, which is pretty cool. Pamela was actually a werewolf, she was just naturally pale. Plus being that today is Sunday. Meant that my parents were going to be here soon. So was my sister. To be honest, I'm a bit nervous to see my mother. She'd scold me if she knew about my new found freedom. But I'm loving it. I also plan on redecorating today. That's why I invited the guys over, after buys a few things from the mall yesterday for my room.

With air pods connected to my phone, I moved around swiftly. Packing my mother's old stuff into a few boxes, pushing the old vanity into the hall and moved her old cloth from the closet I've yet to use. All my clothes were still in the suitcases under my bed. The closet was extremely big, with over ten to fifteen clothing shelves, shoes shelves and more. The room was cream but I wanted to change it so I decided to use one of the paints that I bought.

After what felt like hours of hard labour moving the shelves that could be moved and painting almost every where, I heard my room door open followed by a very familiar voice.

"Wow, talk about a nineties museum. Azaya" Mist called out, followed by a few chuckles.

"I'm in here" I chuckled, finishing up with the last area in the closet.

"Please tell me here is not in one of these boxes. You have enough old records in here to kill Tupac" she exclaimed, I chuckled, poking my head back into the room to see everyone shattered all over my room.

"I'm here, Mist, stop being so dramatic" i chuckle, grabbing my paint and backed away from the nicely painted wall.

"Your rooms like a closed nineties museum" Blue tip added. I couldn't say he was lying, there were over twelve boxes of old nineties cloth, shoes, books, figurines and old CDs.

"Where do you want these to go princess" Klaus asked, pointing at the boxes as I made my way out of the closet an back into my room.

"In the attic" I told them. They nod, each grabbing a box, following behind me as I led the way to the old attic. They made a few trips up there while Mist and I painted the room. I choose light purple as the best colour. Mostly because it's my favourite colour, an it'll go well with the light purple shaggy carpet and pillows that I got.

The only book shelf an vanity was also brought up to the attic leaving only the old bed. Since my aunt was the one who bought all the furniture, I wasn't sure what to expect.

"I feel like Bob the builder" Mist grinned, turning to face us after finishing the wall.

"But you didn't build anything, scrub" scar face said bluntly, rolling his eyes.

"No one asked you scar face" Mist sassed, moving her head and fingers to the side. I swear I felt like I've known them all my life. Yet I only met them Monday.

"Don't call me that" he kissed his teeth, looking away from her. I still feel a bit embarrassed about the whole nickname thing. But in my defence, Klaus squeezed it out of me.

"Can you guys help me bring up the furniture's, there downstairs" I told them, they nod, leaving the room without me. Turning towards Mist, I saw her using her magic to put up fairy lights around my room.

"Now that's a room" she smiled, pulling Pamela into the closet. Taking the new shaggy carpet from the bag, laying it in the floor. It was surprisingly the size of my room. And I liked it. I was hoping smaller but this will do. Deciding I'd switch up the room a bit. I began to instruct the guys on where to place the furniture. They weren't even busting a sweat from all the heavy lifting. Klaus literally came in with my bed, holding only one foot.

"Where do you want this" he asked, pointing to the other end of the room which was facing the closet and the bathroom door. The last bed was directly in-between the two on the same side of the room. This bed had bed frame with what looks like cushions on it and the Chanel logo.

I decided to place the forty-two inch TV on the wall directly Infront the bed with the small entertainment set underneath it holding my Xbox and a few Teddy bears.

The vanity was bigger than the last one, this one had coloured bulbs and two big joined mirror's, great more bulbs for me to explode. It was placed beside the glass slide door. With a night table by my bed and a bookshelf close to my door. It was my dream room.

"Your closet is a disaster" Mist said dramatically, walking out of my closet with her hands on her forehead. She's so dramatic.

"Here" Pamela said, ignoring Mist as she handed me a sign that read 'Azaya's room' I grin, pulling her into a warm embrace.

"Thank you" i perked up, realising her, I pulled my door open. I was about the use a tack an pin it to my door, but it lifted from my hand an stuck to the door like glue.

"Your welcome" Mist grinned, taking a bow. Afterwards we all decided to head out for froyo since it was getting late.

"You had fun pushing us round today" Klaus said, opening his car door for me. I flushed, sliding into the car. Once he got in, he laced his fingers with mine an drove off using the other hand. He's being doing this since yesterday, an I'd be damned if I said I didn't enjoy it.

 He's being doing this since yesterday, an I'd be damned if I said I didn't enjoy it

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