A/N: hey y'all! i have school off and i actually wish i was still in school. my family life is very complicated, and school is a nice escape. even if i am bored. i just wish everyone would stop apocalypse-panic shopping. we barely have room to move from all the food in the house! hope no one has the coronavirus. r/r pls.

Mitchie POV

"wake up Mitchie!" my mom says in an obnoxious sing-song voice. ugh! i just want to sleep.

"mom there is this little thing that most people enjoy. its called sleeping in. it prevents insanity, and with this trip i know that will be the fine line between sanity and insanity." i tell her.

"once we get to the cabin you can take a nice nap!" mom says.

"forget the cabin! i am sleeping in the car." i tell her. i get up unhappily. i text Caitlyn.

M: ugh mom woke me up at 5:30 in the morning!

C: really? does she not understand the concept of beauty sleep!?

M: seriously! i mean does it matter what time we get to nowhere? hey that sounds like a good song title!

C: do you ever think of anything other than music and Shane?

M: no! who do you think i am? LOL. right now i am thinking about how close our cabin is to the nearest cliff, i plan on throwing my mom off.

C: LOL. well you got those HotSpots right?

M: hell yeah! i need to be able to use my phone! i gave one to Shane.

C: so how is Shane?

M: how should i know?

C: sorry forgot you two don't live together at this point. you guys are so cute! why don't you tell him and then disappear to nowhere for a while?

M: Shane has a long memory, and i don't want it to be awkward between us.

C: he would probably kiss you, it's so obvious he likes you!

M: i am not risking it. listen i GTG i need to get dressed.

C: KK C U L8TR.

i get up and walk to my closet. i need a pick me up. i put on black biker shorts and the top Shane bought me for my 13th birthday. its Blue. Shane's favorite color. its a tank top. it has layers of silk, and beads. it resembles water in a way. i put on black gladiator sandals and walk out of my room. my mom is making breakfast. it smells divine.

"hey mom. what do i get for breakfast today?

" peanut butter and Nutella infused oatmeal with homemade chocolate milk. my secret recipe!" my mom says. she is obviously trying to butter me up so i don't kill her. its working. i sit down and dig in.

"so Mitchie. i have decided to do you a solid, as the kids say."

"mom no one says that, but go on." i tell her. she frowns.

"while we are at the cabin you can do anything and go anywhere. within reason of course."

"yes! thank you!" i tell her. i was worried i would spend the entire time in a little room playing uno when i could be hiking and swimming.

"and on that note get in the car we gotta move!" my mom says enthusiastically. ugh. time to get dragged to solitary confinement.

A/N: i just have so much free time now that i have no school. don't get the coronavirus!