A/N : hii, I need ur opinion for a couple things for my new book. tell me what kind of person/book you like more

- do you prefer a Bad boy or a sweet ass guy in the book

- would yo like a book about a prison? (a fanfic ofc)
- would you like another book about school (another Mr. Mendes for instance)

- would you read a book about a girl whose plane crashes, and ends up in on a island, and were she meets some crazy ass clan (where the celebrity is part of)

- would you read a book, where the boy and the girl are in some kind of institution, and they break out?

- or do you want some kind of stepbrother/cousin story?

Pls comment which one(s) you like! I'd really appreciate it

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It was around four when we finally arrived at the hotel. we are now just chilling in our room, waiting for the right time to get some diner.

"I'm going to take a shower, if that's okay?" Shawn asks, standing up from the bed he was laying on. "yeah, sure" I say absent.

I'm busy finding out stuff about Funkley, and what we have to expect when we get there. I also have to find out where we are going to sleep when we get there. I look at the information in Google Maps, and see that the population hasn't changed since 1938.

I know that date. I'm sure I heard it before by something..

I decide to push it away, and start looking for some bigger places near the small town.

Bemidji is the first town I see, which is bigger than a population of 200. and it's only a 40 minute drive.

I search for some hotels in the town, and pick out a hotel that looks clean. I write down the address. and then close my laptop.

at that moment I hear the shower stop abruptly. nice, Shawn is showered. I grab some comfortable clothes, to wear after I showered.

the door opens and a half naked Shawn shows up. a towel hanging low on his hips.

"You couldn't just take some clothes with you in the bathroom?" I chuckle, but he shakes his head.

"I could, but what's the fun about that?" he smirks, when he walks towards his sportsbag, which is filled with clothes. the way his muscles move with everything he does makes me weak in my knees. don't get me wrong, David had an 'okay' body, but this beats it all.

"W-Well, I'm going to shower now" I say, and a confused expression shows on my face; since when do I stutter?!

I grab my clothes and make my way into the bathroom. I close the door, and try to turn around the lock. "are you fucking kidding me" I curse, when I realize the lock is broken.

Why does this always have to happen to me. "I won't come in" I hear Shawn chuckle. he probably heard me curse.

When I turn off the shower, I throw my head back. I can get goddamn fired, because of my curiosity. also I'm very tired.

I slip on some simple black skinny jeans, and a white tee. No way I'm going to dress up to get some diner.

I open the door with, while I'm brushing my hair with my free hand. "So, are we going or not?" Shawn asks. his hands are behind his neck, and his tall body is chillin on the double bed.

I nod, and grab my shoes from underneath the side table. I grab my wallet and my phone, and pull on my jacket. "let's go"

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we decided to keep it simple and get some KFC. it certainly isn't the healthiest meal, but it's okay. Also we decided to eat it in our room, because we were too tired to go and sit there.
Now we are laying on the bed, Pyjamas on, teeth brushed and ready for the night.
It is a bit awkward but I can deal with it.
"Goodnight Shawn" I mumble as I turn my head to him. his brown eyes express that he's calm.
"You too, sweetheart" he gives a little peck on my forehead before he turns off the light

heyy
I just wanted to publish a part!
HAPPY NEW YEAR! hope yall have a great year full of great things with great ppl!

Ily all!