Millie's P.O.V.
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"Okay, here are the last bits of stuff. Do you need any help setting the rest up?" Lila asked.
It's Friday evening. Mom helped me convince Dad to let us all stay here. I think that dinner went very well. That, and I think all of our parents understand we are all 18 now, so what does it matter? Well, almost all of us.
Lila and Leo will be 18 next week though.
"No, I think I have it all set up. I just need the guys here," I said.
"Okay. So, I will send them in here, out to the beach in..." Lila trailed off.
"Give me like 20 minutes," I said.
Lila nodded, and handed me the bags of food, and a small box of Leo's favorite snacks. I grabbed them, and headed out the back door. Then I paused, and turned around.
"Wait!"
