It was only three days before the wedding. I was starting to get nervous. I visited the hall with Duncan and his parents – who thankfully still liked me – and it was perfect. Duncan started taking más responsibility, seeing as he worked on the music. He refused to tell me who he hired to sing at our wedding, but he told me everything else. That kind of pissed me off that he didn't tell me that one little thing.
I was walking inicial from Pixie's house after we met about the wedding. She was helping me out a lot since I had college work to do. I was going to Princeton – majoring in journalism...
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~ Gwen ~
"If tu want we can wait until after tu graduate."
"No! No. It's fine."
"You don't sound so sure about that."
"We just have to wait until summer and then we can figure everything out."
"You really don't have to do this right away,"
"No! I want to. I promise." I moved my face down and kissed Duncan while moving his hands onto my waist. He was sitting on the side of his cama in a pair of loose sweatpants. I was standing in front of him in black shorts and a tank top. I kept my hands on his wrists. He smirked against my...
I got into the front asiento on my mom's car while my brother tuned his guitarra in the back. I couldn't believe that I had won a million dollars. And now, I was on my way home. The first four quarters of the drive wasn't so bad, seeing as my mom let me sleep the while way, but it was the last part of the trip when my mom started hounding me with questions.
"So who did tu hang out with?" she asked.
"Did tu meet anyone?"
"No." I responded. I heard Alex snicker in the back. "Shut it!" I snapped at him while I turned to see him. He had his feet up on the asiento with his guitarra on his lap.
I woke up the siguiente morning rather groggy. I rubbed my forehead and looked out the window to see that we were still in Drumheller. Now that confused me. Along with the fact that I didn't remember my own birthday yesterday. I mean, I turned eighteen. That's big. I'm an adult. Technically speaking. But it's like Sixteen Candles. Biologically, I'm eighteen. But physically, I still look sixteen. Sixteen. I don't feel different, and I don't look different. I was expecting some huge overnight change, but I wanted to at least feel older.
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I held Alejandro's hand in mine while he got ready to tell me what was going on. He looked down for a moment, giving my hand a squeeze before looking back up at me. "Gwen, there's something tu have to know." He muttered. "In my family, there's a lot for me to live up to. All the men in my family, they've all accomplished something. My grandfather got the family to North America. My father is a successful diplomat. My uncle is one of the best hypnotists that ever was. My older brother...
I stared at myself in the mirror while I pushed my hair back with my right forefingers, my left hand leaning on the counter. I was feeling major jet lag from all of the sudden time changes. I sighed and walked back into first class, where Duncan was still sleeping. I managed to squeeze in siguiente to him on his asiento while he unconsciously wrapped his arms around me, nuzzling my neck with his nose. I smiled and closed my eyes while I leaned against his head. I felt his lips brush against my neck.
However, my eyes shot open at the smell of freshly brewed coffee....
The siguiente day, Duncan and I were sitting in economy while Alejandro and Heather were plotting in first class. Duncan was still sleeping, and I was sketching, well, trying to with Chef's shitty flying. I was too preoccupied to notice Duncan pulling the parte superior, arriba of my sketch pad down to look at what I was drawing. I quickly pulled it back and closed it. I may be good, but I don't like being complimented that much on my art. I shoved the pad back into my bag, then I looked back at Duncan. He was laying on his back on the bench. I walked over to him and laid down...
"I was framed!" I heard someone shout. I groggily opened my eyes and turned my head to see Chris standing over Duncan. I closed my eyes again, wanting to go back to sleep. I tried to sit up, but then I realized I could hardly move. We must have hit each other with our tranq balls. Chris glared at us.
"Half an hora of your guys sleeping?" he shouted. "Oh yeah. That's gonna be great for ratings!" he dicho sarcastically. "I want a song. Pronto! No matter where the tranq balls hit you, o how groggy tu may be. Now, sing!" he demanded.
Me: Well, it's a beautiful día on the perfect time to snag...
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I woke up the siguiente morning to another heat wave. Duncan was siguiente to me, his head on my shoulder. I stood up and stretched. Sighing, I walked over to my bag to get a change of clothes. I decided on a black tank parte superior, arriba with a neon green one over it, then a black short sleeved chaqueta with neon green trimmed sleeves. Then I also wore my black jeans and combat boots. then I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I turned around to see Duncan smiling at me. I smiled back at him and finished pulling on my jacket.
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"Agh!" I opened my heavy eyelids to Trent's screaming. Then I realized why he was screaming. We were free falling from the plan! Again! I joined his screaming then everyone else realized what was happening. Apparently Chris and Chef had dragged us into the cargo hold and then dropped us.
"Hey kids! tu better get into your paddle boats!" Chris shouted at us. I saw two cisne boats falling with us. Duncan, Alejandro, Heather, and I grabbed onto one of them, while Trent and Cody grabbed onto the other one. Then we hit the water,...
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I sobbed into my knees while I sat alone in the warehouse. How could Duncan cheat on me? And after he told me I was the only one. Huh. "Only one" my ass. I thought while I stood up and wiped my eyes. I looked down at my hands. Black makeup was now smudged all over them. And I don't even want to think about what my eyes look like. Bet tu the million I looked like a raccoon. I was about to give up on my buscar for working artifacts, when I found a small blinking box. I picked...
"So Duncan, are tu sure tu know what you're doing?" I eagerly asked my best friend. "Relax Gwen. I studied, twice." he assured me. "Twice?! O.k, I'm not sitting in this car with tu Duncan." I panicked. "Gwen, tu promised. Please." he begged. Duncan gave me his best perrito, cachorro dog face. Dang, the perrito, cachorro dog face always works on me. "Fine." I agreed. Our driver's ed. driving instructor, Mr.Oz, jumped into the vehicle. Duncan always hated Mr.Oz. He would say that he was out to get him. I, on the other hand, was Mr.Oz's estrella student. I played por the rules, Duncan didn't. I followed procedure,...
(Here's the siguiente chapter! It's a little short, but I hope tu like it.)
The siguiente night in first class, I was sitting at the bar with both hands pressed onto my forehead. I had my metal hanging from my neck. I didn't dare look at my team. But I could feel them watching me. I took my hands away from my face and pressed them down onto the counter. I stared down at them. I sighed and stood up and walked to an empty area of first class. I was sitting in the asiento closest to the window. I just stared outside into oblivion. I then looked down at my metal. I pulled it off and set it por my feet. I took...