what have we gotten ourselves into?

dani jackson and her best friend jessica wright are off on a school trip to france. neither of them expected for dani to be reunited with her best friend whom she left when moving to canada. neither expected this journey to be the most exciting either.

*NOTE: not all facts are true. and for those who have similar stories, i did not intend for ours to be similar. thanks!


8. i tried to leave

Dani's POV

i opened the door to find a spotless room. the housekeepers must have been cleaning. i hurried while packing. i needed time to say goodbyes. i ran out the door thinking i had everything. i realized i didnt have the black bag with our passports and our boarding passes. i couldnt find it. jess must have had it.

i got back to the lobby and got a dirty stare from jess. im done. we cant fight every day. "im done," i said to jess. "what do you mean, youre done?" she asked. jess was being very cold. i hated when she did that. "im done with the fighting and anger" i whispered loud enough for her to hear. "then apologize" she replied. she had just crossed the line i didnt do anything to her and now i have to apologize. "for what exactly? i havent done anything" i said while a look of anger grew across my face. why must she insist on being angry? "i was just upset about those recordings. i didnt want anybody to hear how terrible i was. why are you mad at me for god's sake?" i asked her. "im mad at you because youre an amazing singer. you dont give yourself any credit. i would kill to have a voice like yours. do you not understand that its my dream to be a singer and you have talent and you dont care?!" she raised her voice at me. "it doesnt matter. even if i did have talent ill never make it. wheres our passports?" i asked. "i thought you had them" she complained. "uh no. i dont" i told her hoping she had forgotten she had them. "were screwed" she said. we went and told our supervisor. "i dont know what to tell you girls. call your parents and see what they say" the supervisor said. we called our parents who told us to say with my grandparent until they mailed the new passports to us in london. we wandered back over to the boys. i sat on harrys lap as did jessica with niall. next thing i knew, one of the mean girls came over and tapped on my shoulder. her name was nicole and she was a bitch. she. was a size 00, had boobs the size of her house and acted like every one wanted to be her. she tapped me on the shoulder. "excuse me? why is such and ugly thing with some of the hottest guys ive ever seen?" she asked trying to sound innocent. "actually the hottest thing youll ever see is sitting with some of her closest frie ds" harry piped up. i felt my cheeks burn as he said 'hottest thing youll ever see'. it couldnt be though. theres no possible way my best friend called me hot and meant it.
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