EMMA’s POV :
“Oh, god, can you believe Mr. Hayes is chaperoning the trip?” Tiff whined as soon as we got into our room.
“Emma, are you gonna be okay?” Carrie followed right behind us.
We put our bags down and climbed to the bed. I lay my head down and sighed as I stared at the ceiling. The day started off so well and now it was turning to a soap opera s***h nightmare.
“I have to be okay,” I stated firmly, “I’ve decided this trip was gonna be the start of something new. I can’t let anything stop that, not even him,”
Especially not him.
“That’s good, that’s the spirit,” Tiff nodded approvingly and lay her head next to mine.
“Yeah, and this is a big island. We’ll go as far away from him as we can,” Carrie said, sitting at the foot of the bed.
“What are you
