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          Chapter 24; Vacation part 1

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Chapter 24; Vacation part 1

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"WE ARE HERE!!" Mitch was the first to get out the car.

"Ugh my legs hurt" Steph said following Mitch out of the car.

"Why did I decide to wear a long sleeve shirt today?" Auston asked himself as he begins to sweat.

"I'm just happy we are finally here and away from some people" Stacy said before Mitch spoke up.

"Stacy you didn't know?" Mitch asked her.

"Huh?" Stacy was confused.

"You forgot to tell her" Steph hit Mitch lightly.

"You promised us that you would tell her" Auston told Mitch.

"Um hello? Tell me what?" Stacy got their attention but it was too late.

"Ugh it's fucking hot out!"

Stacy knew that voice and she wasn't about it happy.

"Don't tell me it's the happy couple" Stacy glared at the three.

"I wish it wasn't the happy couple" Steph said standing next to her.

"Surprise!?" Mitch quietly said as Stacy turned around.

"Hi Janice and William" Auston said.

"Why? Now we have to interact with them" Stacy said to Auston as soon as he basically called the two over.

"I didn't know you invited the tramp" Janice joked while looking at Stacy.

Guess who was the only person to laugh.

William.

"What?" William asked looking at the boys who were staring at him "It was funny"

"Will not cool" Mitch said.

"If you excuse us we have a vacation to enjoy" Janice grabbed Will's hand and walked away.

Stacy clenched her fist and was about to go after her.

"Control yourself Stacy" Stacy told herself putting her fists down.

"She's such a bitch" Steph said.

"Can we forget about her. We are in Cancun right now, let's enjoy it!" Mitch said putting his sunglasses on.

"Something I can agree with" Auston said also putting on his sunglasses.

Stacy wanted to enjoy this vacation with her friends.

She was not going to let Janice aka the wicked witch ruin her vacation.

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