Chapter 8

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We make it out of the airport and onto another bus. This one is the one that will take us to where we're staying. There was this dude on the bus that was giving us "background knowledge on Spain" because teachers can't let us enjoy a vacation, we have to be learning the whole time.

Tour Guide: And if you look to your left you can see the cities! We aren't staying here but it sure is beautiful isn't it?

I look out the window to where he was sharing. It was pretty, but I wasn't very amused. All of the other classes had got together on the bus, so everyone was here. My best friend sat next to me.

bsf: so tell me about your plane ride?

I look back out from the window and to her

Y/n: I met this boy-

bsf: oooooohh y/n's got a crushhh

She pushes me and I roll my eyes

Y/n: I hate him. He made fun of me from the start.

bsf/n dropped her smile and looked disappointed.

bsf: Dang it! I thought you got yourself a man

Y/n: yeah well on the bus he made fun of me for being late, and then on the plane he sat next to me for a while. And he called me a bitch.

bsf: y/n are you stupid?

Y/n: What? No!!

bsf: uhhhh yeah you are. He was flirting with you!

I shake my head.

Y/n: Nooooo it's not like that with him!

She smiles and looks down

bsf: mmhmm okay sure.

I roll my eyes

Y/n: Shut up

She smiles and we both listen to the tour.

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