chapter 93-learn to fly

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Rachel's p/v
"That movie was awesome! I liked the part when-" Belinda falls asleep. I pick her up and lay her down on her bed.
"What next!"
"The tickle monster!" Tyler picks Tico up and tickles him.
"How about we all sing a song? It's karaoke night!"
"Good thinking, Andrew. What song do you guys wanna sing?" I ask them.
"Campfire song!" Cathy exclaims.
"Right on! How about we sing the song first and then you guys sing!" Kyle suggests.
"Yeah!" They all exclaim.
"Cool. I'll get the music playing." I go on Youtube and search for the song. I click on it and it starts playing. I grab a lotion bottle and run to the middle.
"Let's gather around the campfire and sing our campfire song!"
All the kids sit in front of me. I hand the lotion bottle to. Kyle.
"Our c a m p f i r e s o n g song."
Andrew grabs the bottle from him. "And if you don't think we can sing it faster than you're wrong. But it'll-"
Tyler grabs the bottle. "help if you just sing along."
"Bum bum bumm!" I say in a deep voice which the kids laugh. I grab the bottle from Tyler, "c a m p f i r e-"
Kyle takes the bottle. "S o n g-"
Tyler takes the bottle. "Song. C-"
Andrew takes the bottle and stands next to me for us to sing. "C a m p f i-"
Kyle pushes him and takes the bottle for us to sing. "R e s o n g-"
Tyler pushes Kyle but Andrew then pushes Tyler. "Song!"
I take the bottle. "And if you don't think that we can," Kyle stands next to me, "Sing it faster then you're wrong-"
Tyler stands next to me but Andrew pushes him again.
"But it'll help if you just sing along! C a m p f i r e s o n g song! Patrick!" I hand the microphone to Andrew but the three of them are tackling each other.
"Song! C a"
"M p f i !" Tyler interrupts Kyle.
"Squidward!" I interrupt Tyler.
Andrew gets up. "Song-"
"Good," I twirl around, "it'll help! It'll help! If you just sing along!"
Kyle beats Andrew with a pillow.
"Oh yeah-TYLER!"
Tyler kicks Andrew in the balls. Andrew goes on his knees. All the kids laugh. I rush over to him.
"You mother-"
"Ok kids, visitation hours are over!"
"Awww." All the kids say. I stand in front of Andrew.
"Thank you for letting us visit them on short notice."
"No problem! Feel free to come back another day!"
"Of course. Let's go, boys." I say in a stern voice.

Andrew gets up and waves goodbye to the kids. Tyler puts his arm around me but I push it off. I grab my purse and walk out the door. Who are the real kids here?

"Are we just going to stay quiet or-"
I shhh Kyle. Andrew goes on his phone. I look out the window.
"Love, please just let me-"
"We're here!" Tyler's mom exclaims.
"Thank you for the ride. And thanks for letting me tag along, Rachel."
I smile at him. Andrew gets out of the car.
"Kyle, honey, you said live nearby?"
"Yup! I'll give you the address."
"Love, if you just-"
"La la la I can't hear!"
"Fine, be that way. But I am not going to sleep with you mad at me."
"La la la is someone talking?"
Tyler looks the other way. I lay my head back on the window. I'm not here I'm not here.

Darry's p/v
"What if we get stuck in Florida? Let's create a plan."
"Good thinking. This is why I love you."
"Aww, baby!" Lottie kisses Hector on the lips. I look up. Save me. Oh shit, Ben's account. I need to look for that. Shit even I think Mary is never going to talk to him ever again. No harm in trying.

So I may have found a lead, but the account is private. Mary said Ben loves skateboarding so I searched for his name in popular pro skateboarding accounts. 5 accounts under the name Ben popped up. Two of them are older men. The other two are also public with no pictures. But they don't fit the aesthetic Mary described. The last account is private with a profile picture of Mac Miller. I'll request to follow from my spam account, I'll just change my name and change my profile picture to a skateboarder or something. And if that doesn't work, I'm messaging. He can block me and change his username, I'll know he's immature and not worth Mary's time. Ok, but what name should I do?

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