Different

Chapter Twenty Four

Kirstin walked up to the phone and dialed quickly. She waited a couple rings and smirked when the person answered.

"Hello?"

"It's me," Kirstin answered, sitting down on a nearby chair. She could hear the person hold their breath and she shook her head. "I need bail money."

"Why?"

"Because Jeremey and I are in jail! I don't have to explain!"

"How much is bail for the both of you?"

"$2,500 for me, $5,000 for him. Get me out right."

"I don't have that money!"

"Then find a way to. Do it."

"Okay, okay. I will. Just don't hurt my son."

"Okay, Mike. Whatever you say."

"Kirstin, please. Don't-"

And she hung up, walking away from the phone. Even if she and Jeremy did not get bailed out, they have planned an escape route. They will get Mitch once and for all.

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"I want to go to Disneyland and meet Ariel again," Mitch sang, upside down on the couch. His hair is touching the ground and his feet are touching the wall. "Why can't we go?"

"It's raining," Scott answered, who is in the same position Mitch is. They look like little kids that have nothing to do. "I'm boooorrrreeeddd. Avi, what can we do?"

"Don't ask me," Avi argued, getting up from his chair. He then sat the same way Scott and Mitch are sitting, sighing loudly. "I want to do something. Kevin!"

"Yes, Avi?" Kevin asked patiently, laughing when he saw the Pack members. "What's up?"

"We want to do something, but we can't think of anything," Avi explained, his head on the floor. Scott and Mitch nodded their heads the best they could while being upside down. "You're smart. You think of something."

"Okay," Kevin replied, laughing at the childlike behaviors of his Pack members. An idea then popped into his head and he snapped his fingers. "How about we make hot cocoa?"

"That sounds like fun," Mitch spoke aloud, putting himself in a right side up position. He then frowned a bit. "What's hot cocoa?"

"You've never made hot cocoa?" Scott asked, widening his eyes. He then got off the couch into a right side up position and stood up, taking Mitch's hands gently. "You have not lived until you have had hot cocoa."

"But I have lived," Mitch answered back, tilting his head. "I've been living for nineteen years."

"It's an expression," Kevin explained, smiling at Mitch's confusion. He then walked into the kitchen and took hot cocoa mix out of the cabinets. "Come on, guys! Let's start!"

Scott then walked Mitch to the kitchen, kissing him on his hand. Mitch blushed at the sweet form of affection and Scott smiled down at him, rubbing his shoulders.

"I STILL SHIP IT!"

"Avi..."

"We're not in a public place."