Well, I just have one more exam this week before I'm finally free for the summer, so this chapter is shorter than the others. Also, start preparing for some drama! They're about to appear in the next few chapters — I've already planned them out >:D
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Chapter Eleven
No, We Hailed It First
“I hate you guys,” I growled, as I stomped towards my friends and my brother. I was in a pretty grumpy mood after the two-hour plane flight and now that I was off the plane, I felt a little better…but that was until I saw my friends.
Traitors. I thought.
“Whoa, somebody’s cranky,” said Kale.
“What happened?” asked Hyde.
“What happened? You’re asking me what happened? Oh, I don’t know…other than getting hit on the forehead and being left with the world’s most annoying person, nothing really ‘happened.’” I glared at my friends and my brother.
“Is she sarcastically speaking?” asked Kale.
“I think so,” said Ivy.
I ignored their comments and then made my way towards the luggage claim.
“How was it?” asked Ivy, as she caught up to me.
“How was what?” I asked.
“You know what. You and Carson. You know I could hear you guys arguing from the back of the plane, right?”
“What? How? We were at the very back of the plane.”
“Yeah, but haven’t you noticed how freaking quiet the whole plane was?” Ivy scoffed. “How could I not hear everything?”
“Oh, what a great friend I have: She hears her friend in distress, yet, she doesn’t even bother to come and help her out.”
“I’ll have you know, they had season one of Glee on that little T.V. of theirs; you know how much I’ve always wanted to watch that show!”
“So Glee is more important than your best friend?” I glared at my friend.
Ivy smirked at me but didn’t answer.
“Here—I got your luggage for you,” said Hyde, as he took my suitcase from the conveyor belt. He handed it to me. “See how nice I am?”
I rolled my eyes. “That doesn’t make up for the fact that you left me alone to defend for myself!”
“You’re such a drama queen—it’s not as if you got killed or something.”
“But what if I was?”
“Well let’s just hope that that never happens, okay?”
“Where are we supposed to go?” asked Kale.
“We’re supposed to find our way out of the airport—duh,” said Ivy, as she grabbed her luggage from the conveyor belt. She gestured for us to follow her.
We made our way through the crowds of people until we finally reached the doors that led us out into the open. I breathed a sigh of relief once we had gotten out. The warm L.A. sunshine made my skin tingle as I breathed in the fresh smell of—
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Strings Of Harmony
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