"Shoot me now."

"Can't. We have a road trip tomorrow. I refuse to suffer alone."

"Bully."

"You know you love me."

I let out a snort.

"Yeah, sure. Let's go with that."

"I can hear you rolling your eyes Mads."

"You know me too well."

"I'm going to turn in. I've still gotta pack before your mom wakes us up at the crack of dawn."

"We're not even coming to get you until ten."

"Crack. Of. Dawn."

"Alright, well get your beauty sleep. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Night."

"Night."

I set my alarm and stared at my ceiling thinking about what my mom had said to me about Fletcher. We'd always been inseparable but I'd never thought of him as boyfriend material. Fletcher had a type and I definitely didn't fit into that mold. His girlfriends so far had all been petite, blonde, athletes. My red hair, tall stature, and drama geek personality didn't really fit into that.

"Not that it matters," I muttered to myself.

Fletcher and I were just friends. We'd always been just friends and there's no way that I was going to complicate our relationship just because my mom thought we'd be cute together.

I woke up with a start to the screeching of my alarm. I groaned as I turned my alarm off. I could hear my mother shuffling around downstairs. I could picture her running around, grabbing everything on her checklist from the various places where she'd stashed them.

"Maddie, are you up yet?" she called from downstairs.

"Yeah, Mom. Be down in a minute!"

"You'd better already be packed!"

"Yeah, yeah," I muttered.

I grabbed the few things that I hadn't packed and shoved them in my bag. I pulled on jeans, my favorite band tee, and a hoodie before heading downstairs.

"Bag?" My mom asked with her hand out.

I handed it over.

"Anything I can do to help?"

"Call Fletcher. Who knows if that boy is actually awake or not yet."

"Okay. Anything else?"

"I have your father loading the car. So, everything is covered."

"Breakfast?"

"We'll stop after we pick up Fletcher."

"Alright."

I hit the icon for Fletcher on my phone and waited for him to pick up.

"Hello?" a groggy voice answered.

"Dude, mom is going to flip if you aren't packed by the time we get there."

"Oh, hi Mads."

"Get your butt up and packed. She's promised breakfast after we pick you up."

"Okay, okay, I'm up. Text me when you're on the way."

"Maddie, we're leaving now!"

"You might want to pack really fast. We're leaving now."

"Crap!"

"See you soon!"

I ended the call and raced out to the car.

"Is he awake?"

"Getting packed now."

My mom shook her head.

"That boy."

"You'd think you'd be used to it by now." I teased.

My mom smiled.

"Oh, I am. I just have hope that one day he won't do everything last minute."

"Yeah, I wouldn't hold your breath."

We drove to Fletch's house. My mom beeped the horn. I couldn't help but laugh as I took in Fletch pulling a hoodie over his head with one hand and his overflowing bag held closed with other. He raced over to the car, threw his bag in the back and hopped in. he flashed a smile.

"Who's ready for breakfast?"