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I groan as the sun hits my eyes as I roll more into the blanket.
Getting a whiff of a familiar scent thats not my own my eyes open as I look around, remembering everything from last night.
I raise myself up and look around the room, Jeremiah nowhere to be found.
Of course.
I scoff and get up before seeing a little note attached to a cereal bar.
Smiling to myself I pick the note up and read it.
On breakfast duty downstairs hoped you had a good morning
I let out a small laugh as I walk to my room.
Deciding to change into cropped purple tank top with jeans and silver hoops.
Finally walking down stairs.
"Can't she just, like, look at a picture." Jeremiah said.
"Good mornin, luarel." I wave.
Before walking over to couch and flopping on Conrad.
"Good morning Connie." I say to him.
"Morning Z." He mumbled resting his hand on my head.
Luarel and the two other boys were.
Talking about Susannah painting us kids.
"He's hopeless, but my hangover smoothie it cures all." Jeremiah said looking over at us.
"Can I have one?" Tiff asks passing us and sitting by us on the couch.
"Can you please just hurry up?" Conrad says causing me to flick him.
"Of course you can have one." Jeremiah replies from the kitchen.
"Thanks jere, love ya" Tiffany says.
"Hey zy, hay Conrad." Tiffany greets us.
"Hey tiff." Connie says smiling.
She looks back at me. "Where were you earlier by the way? I woke up and you weren't there." She asked.
"I was out." I simply replied before quickly
Walking to the kitchen.
"Morning Steven!" I say joining him looking over jeres shoulder.
Watching him cook the egg and jere looked at me.
"So no good morning to me?" Jeremiah raises a brow.
"I was getting too it." I laughed.
"Hmm, really?" Jeremiah says.
"Yeah, good morning Jeremiah." I said resting my chin on his shoulder.
While Steven was breathing in his left ear.
"All right, seriously, Steven, get out."
Jeremiah said turning his head causing me to lift my chin off his shoulder.
"Oh come on." Steven groans.
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lavender haze (TSITP)
FanfictionEvery summer since Zara grace miller was born she and her family would spend the summer at the fishers beach house in cousins along with the Conklins Zara always hated the summer because of germs.
