Chapter Eighteen : Memories
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Mandy's Point Of View

Just after I shushed jack Conor called through.

"The über is going to be here in 20 minutes so hurry up!" Conor shouted.

I sat up and blow-dried my hair and put it into a simple side braid, fishtail of course.

Then I walked through to the living room and flopped onto the couch, on top of Conor.

"Hello. Is Jack ready?" Conor asked, playing with my braid.

"Nope." I said.

"What's that red mark on your neck?" Conor asked, I looked at him pretty confused.

I walked to the nearest mirror and realised what it was.

Then I walked into Jack's room him luckily being dressed.

I walked over to him and pulled him closer.

"Conor's noticed the little present you gave me." I whispered.

"Oh shoot..." He whispered. In realisation. Me and you both know what it was.

"Right. Now your ready let's go." I said, dragging him along.

"Alright." He simply said, following me.

"Finally!" Conor said, standing up and grabbing Jack.

We then walked outside and all three of us leaned against the wall.

"Where are we even going?" I ask, finally.

"Brighton, to see Mum and dad. I think they'd like to see you in the month your staying." Conor informed me.

"Yeah, how long have I got? Wait, let me check!" I say, taking my phone out of my pocket.

"Three weeks and four days?" I say, counting the days.

Then our über arrives, we all get in Conor at the front, me and Jack in the back.

"Jack, didn't you know one of my littler sisters Gemma or Ella? Or my little brothers James, Andrew or Peter?" I ask Jack, he has a face of thought for a minutes.

"I think I played with your brothers and Gemma." He told me, I nodded knowing Gemma is a permanent tomboy.

"That sounds about right." I say, getting my phone out and checking my Instagram, I've went from 260k to 500k.

"Woah! Look." I say showing Jack my phone.