Chapter Eighteen- The Beginning

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It was around eight when we hit the road. I called Jake, telling him that I had left already and now it was just for us to arrive safely. We had three cars. In the first car were Blake and Cody. Those two were awfully closer than the rest. I would say suspiciously closer, honestly.

In the second car were Aria and Archer and in the last car were Asher and I. Of course, Asher was driving since I never drove and never will drive.

“Sandwich?” I asked Asher as I shoved the sandwich in his face.

He didn't say anything, he just took a bite without getting his eyes off the road. I took a bite from the same sandwich and turned on the radio. I grinned when I recognized the song and Asher frowned at me as I started singing along.

“I see you there with your hands up!” I sang, “I know it's real 'cause you're like us! Head high giving no fucks; we'll be the ones they haaattee!”

“I swear, sometimes I think you're possessed,” Asher shot me a serious look before looking ahead of him.

I rolled my eyes, “Dear, Asher, live a little. These are the days you'll remember when you get old,” I grinned.

“Yeah, now you're teaching me. You're not wrong, but you do sound like a fucking grandma,” Asher said and I narrowed my eyes at him.

“You love me, so shut the fuck up,” I stuck my tongue out at him.

He didn't say anything, he just snorted out a laugh before placing his other hand on the steering wheel. The road was completely free, so our cars were the only ones to be seen with a few going the opposite direction every once in a while.

I had never really gone on a trip this far from my family before. We usually went together and now that I was alone with my friends, I knew that everything that was going to happen, would make it to a memory to remember. I knew that not everything would go as planned, but that wasn't that bad, I guess.

Unless we end up getting slaughtered by a psychopathic serial killer who has no other purpose in life besides running around and killing people for nothing.

I raised my eyebrow at Asher when he pulled over along with the others. It took me a second to realize that they were taking a break and that we were in front of a store. We all got out of the cars and gathered up.

“So, we have a few things to buy and to make things go faster, you guys split up, okay?” Blake nodded at us and we nodded back.

“The guys know all the stuff we need to buy, since we were the ones who took care of getting all our stuff in the car, so lets get this over with and hit the road again.”

With that said we all ran into the store and split up. I was once again with Asher and I jumped on his back, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

“Piggyback, bitch,” I grinned and he shook his head, holding onto my legs securely.

We made our way through the store, taking the things we needed. Since we split up, Asher didn't have much to hold onto. We then made our way back to the counter where one by one everyone arrived as quick as possible. I got off Asher's back and walked back to the car to get my purse. There was no way in hell they were going to pay for all of that alone.

Once my purse was in my hands, I made my way back to the store and sighed. The cashier was still calculating as the others stood there, making a lot of noise.

“$150,” the cashier said we looked at each other, shrugging.

We each put $25 on the counter and hastily filled the plastic bags with everything we bought.

“Asher's car has the least stuff, so we could fit most of it in there,” I said and Asher nodded in agreement.

We fit everything in the car and soon we were on the road again. We had been driving for thirty minutes before taking a stop at the store, so now we just had thirty more minutes to go.

The wind blew my hair back and I grinned, looking at all the trees we passed by. My eyes started feeling heavy and they closed, and within a few seconds, I was already sleeping.

 My eyes started feeling heavy and they closed, and within a few seconds, I was already sleeping

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My eyes fluttered open and instead of the car, I was now lying on a couch. How long had I been sleeping?

I sat up on the couch and looked around, wondering where we were. Before I could get up and look around the place, Cody walked in the apparent living room and stared at me with wide eyes. I stared back at him as he awkwardly grinned, showing the food that he had been chewing.

I felt myself cringing so hard and I didn't think that I'd be able to get that disgusting image out of my head anytime soon. I looked away from him, and then looked back at him.

“Where are the others?” I asked and he chewed.

I awkwardly waited for him to finish his food before he spoke, “They're outside. You fell asleep in the car so I carried you inside,”

I smiled and got up, “Thanks, Cody.”

He shot me a slight nod and walked out of the living room with me following him. We finally got outside and I grinned at what I was seeing. There was green grass all over the ground and to where the few steps of stairs were, was a path that made it's way from the fence to the stairs. The fence was high, so high, that I wouldn't even be able to look over it. There were a few gnomes neatly decorated around. There was a swimming pool on the left in the corner and there there was another path that went to the back of the house.

This place was fucking huge and saying that it was beautiful would be an understatement.

Cody continued walking down the path that led to the back of the house and I breathed out in relief when I saw the rest of the group there. There were two huge trees there, a barbeque set, more gnomes, five comfortable chairs that were occupied, and well, this entire place was fucking huge.

“How fucking rich are you?” I asked Blake as I walked over to Aria and sat down on her lap.

“It's my Dad's. My Dad's rich, I'm not. Besides, he's going to take money from me for using this place,” Blake sighed.

“Seriously?” I asked in disbelief.

“Yeah, he always does. Of course, the guys help with the money. I wouldn't be able to pay for all of this alone.”

“Damn... You're Dad's...” I couldn't find the right words.

“Yeah, to him it's all business. It's not like I care, though. We'll pay him. I worked hard for this money, and I'm going to enjoy off it.”

I shrugged, “Sounds good. So, what's the plan?”

“Bitch,” Aria started and I looked at her, “We have five days and plan one, and I will definitely, finally be able to check it off my bucket list!” Aria grinned excited and I shot her a blunt look.

“Are you going to tell me?” I asked.

“To see an Indian wedding.”

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