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* slight TW : heavy drinking, drunkenness *

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Once we arrived back home, we had approximately a month of summer left until we were expected to return to the prison that was Northlake High.

I was fully onboard with the Noon Sandwich's plan to take a van and just become traveling nomads, but we'd be arrested on, like, truancy charges or something?

At least, that's what (y/n) had told me when I pitched the idea to her. Naturally, I'd asked her to come with us. She'd just laughed. It kinda hurt my feelings.

At seeing my pout, she trailed off with a light chuckle, putting a hand pityingly atop my head. "Walkie, we're all gonna get arrested. Truancy is a crime, y'know."

So, instead of becoming fugitives from the law, we decided really late one night to make the most of the summer we had left. The girls made a big, long list of things for us all to get done by the end of break and, once the new week rolled around, the race was on.

A lot happened, so I'll hit the highlights.

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WEEK 1 / 3
MONDAY

↞ LIST ITEM 1 / 27 : LAKE DAY ↠

"Walkerrr," (y/n) groaned, walking into my room Monday morning. "Walker, get upppp. We're going to the lake today. We're burning daylight."

I sighed sleepily and instinctively wrapped my arms around her as she cuddled in under the sheets. "Please, it's only-" I forced my eyes open, glancing at the clock on the wall, "six-thirty. We are not burning daylight. The sun is barely up."

She nuzzled in closer, getting comfortable under my chin. "But it's a long drive. We should leave nooow."

I chuckled slightly, closing my eyes again. "Really? You really wanna move now that you've gotten all situated?" Things had been different since the Notebook night on the cruise - she'd been more affectionate, more consistently cuddly.

Hey, I wasn't opposed. Friendzoned or not - actually, I wouldn't have even called it 'friendzoned.' It was more of a 'what the heck is going on between us-zoned' type deal. Anyway, whateverzoned or not, I would take any affection I could get.

She gave a little scoff. "Okay, fair point. At, mm, seven. At seven we have to get up and get ready. No wasting daylight on my watch."

We slept until 9:45. And, even then, we didn't wake up on our own. It took Mason and Aryan exploding into the room, wielding airhorns, too, for us to even slightly rouse.

"Gah!" (Y/n) shot straight upright, throwing the sheets off of us in her startled haste. "What's going on?" I just rolled back over.

Mason snickered and Aryan jumped on top of me, laying his full weight across my body. "It's lake day, remember?" Mason stated, crossing his arms.

"You two are too busy snuggling to get ready," Aryan muttered into the pillows. I groaned, shoving him off of me, dumping him into the floor.

"Alright, alright," (y/n) sighed, slipping out of bed. "We're up. We're getting ready. We'll be ready in, like, half an hour."

I sat up, tugging my sheets around my bare shoulders, giving a small shiver. "Is anyone else even awake?" I asked, wiping the sleep from my eyes.

Mason smirked, leaning against the doorframe. "Nope. We just figured we'd start by waking you two up first."