*2 Weeks Later*
"Riley get up, let's go! We're gonna miss the plane!" Ashton said as he shook me.
"Ugh." I said and pushed his face away as I stood up.
"It's still dark out. Night." i said laying back in bed.
"Okay, I'll take your phone from you." he said tickling me.
"Your not my mom." I muttered.
"Okay, I'll just take it then." he said and I heard him unplug it.
"Gimme!" I said chasing him out of the room and jumping on his back trying to get it.
Oh yeah, we've been staying at Ryder's house since mine was burned to a crisp.
"Well, you're out of bed so here." he said and handed me my phone.
"Yay! Lemme get ready! PARIS BOUND!" I exclaimed then saw it was still dark outside.
'What time is it?" I asked.
"5:45, plane leaves at noon." he said.
"Kay!" I said and headed upstairs.
"PARISSSSS!!!!"I yelled throughout the hall as I skipped to my room.
"What? Who's hurt?" Ryder asked coming out of his room.
"No one! I'm going to Paris today!" I smiled.
"Oh yeah, well, night." he said and went back in his room and I went into mine. I picked out some sweat pants and a Danisnotonfire T-Shirt. Yeah, they make them.
"Llama hat, llama hat!" I said throwing things everywhere until I found my llama hat and put it with my clothes.
I smiled at my selection and hopped in the shower.
"Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize your neighbourhood
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpse's shell
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grisly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller" I sang Thriller (the best of Michael jacksonnnn) and got out feeling refreshed.
I quickly dried off and put on my awesome outfit and brushed out my hair before leaving it to fall across my back in its waves and slipped my hat on and put on my uggs.
It was as I applied my mascara that a picture of Amy and I at graduation, and I had totally forgotten about college. Ehh, screw it...for now.
I was totally ready and triple checked my bags by 9:30.
"Riley, not a full week, right?" Summer asked as she walked in with Phoebe.
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Forever Mine -COMPLETED-Teen Fiction
--THIS IS NOT A WEREWOLF STORY AT ALL YAYA!!!-- Meet Riley. Kind, goodgirl, beautiful, yet unnoticed. 19. Has a rough past and is an only child to her mother who died when she was 13, and her dad who works for the local bank, highschool, and volunte...