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Ariana P.O.V.

I look at the number sloppily written on my binder. I type "555-9807" into my phone, I give him the contact name of "Photo Partner".

I put my phone down, I was really excited about that candy store. But maybe that will be better for a project I get to do myself. I go over to my desk and grab my purse and pack it. Phone, wallet, camera, and battery. I walk downstairs and get myself some snacks from the cupboard. A small bag of chips, a squeezable applesauce, and a chocolate bar. Then I snag a Dr. Pepper off the counter.

Peyton P.O.V.

(Insert the same text messages here)

I smile, I get to hang out with Ariana today. I don't like her or anything, but she seems fun. I little too precise...but fun. I put my phone and wallet in my pocket. Then I get my camera bag and put a Dr. Pepper in the drink holder. Okay, so it was the extra lens holder. But I didn't have an extra lens. I look at the address on google maps, she only lives a couple of neighborhoods over. Next I check the weather, it's going to get pretty cold tonight. Just in case we stay out late I decided to grab a jacket and put it on.

1 hour later

Ariana P.O.V.

I see Peyton's car pull up. I get my purse and walk out, locking the door behind me. I open the door to sit in the passenger seat. Peyton looks at me and smiles.

"Hey." I look at him.

"Hello." I put on my seatbelt and he begins to drive. We enjoy some awkward small talk.

"This will be fun. And sorry I was late, has to pick up stuff for the food drive at school" He says lightly.

"Don't worry about it. And yeah I hope so, I want a good grade."

"Well I want to have a good time."

"Is that all you care about?"

"What if it's haunted that'd be so cool!"

"Well my parents are in Maui for a week and I don't think they want their daughter killed by ghosts."

"My mom's on some business trip."

"Oh yeah? Where?"

"Dallas, Texas." He says brightly.

"And where's your dad?" I ask. He stays silent for a bit.

"I don't know." I look down at my lap.

"Oh Peyton, I'm so-"

"Don't worry about it. That's always been my life, always will be." He looks over at me. "Let's just go take some rad photos." He smiles.

"Alright just make sure we leave by 12. Teens can't drive with a passenger that late, law says."

"We're just taking a few photos. We'll be in and out."