Chapter Thirteen- "Stop torturing little Zeke."

Oh God.

The day has come.

I'm anxious but also thrilled. Just hoping things won't get weird on this trip because of what happened with Zeke.

I literally slide out of bed and onto the floor before entering my bathroom and turning on the shower. I remove my clothing and take a fast shower.

I choose to wear denim shorts and a black and white striped t-shirt with my bikini underneath since we would be outside in the heat all day.

It's currently 9:20 a.m. I make sure everything is packed in my backpack and go downstairs because Cole said he would pick us all up in his Dad's minivan at 10.

I enter the kitchen, grab the package of Reese's puffs, and dump them into a dish while I say, "Hello Mom, hey Charlie."

"Greetings, sweetheart. Are you anticipating today?"

I reply, sounding less than thrilled, "Uh, yeah."

You sound nothing like that.

I fill the bowl with milk and then sit across from them.

"I am, but in school, something happened. I got into a fight with Zeke."

"How about that?"

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