Clover's POV:
"Are you almost done up there?" I heard Emerson complain from downstairs. We, Bella, Emerson and I, had been packing all morning so we could visit our dad for a while. I was almost done with the packing. I just had to put a couple more books into my bag, then I'd be done. I grabbed the last two books on my counter and shoved them into my bag. I sighed and shook my head as I zipped up my bag. I picked it up and ran down the stairs taking two at a time. I met my twin at the bottom of the steps. "Yeah, I'm done," I said replying to his earlier question.
"About time," He said rolling his eyes. I shoved him and laughed while running out the door. I hurriedly threw my bag into the trunk and sat in the back seat so I was seated between
"Are you almost done up there?" I heard Emerson complain from downstairs. We, Bella, Emerson and I, had been packing all morning so we could visit our dad for a while. I was almost done with the packing. I just had to put a couple more books into my bag, then I'd be done. I grabbed the last two books on my counter and shoved them into my bag. I sighed and shook my head as I zipped up my bag. I picked it up and ran down the stairs taking two at a time. I met my twin at the bottom of the steps. "Yeah, I'm done," I said replying to his earlier question.
"About time," He said rolling his eyes. I shoved him and laughed while running out the door. I hurriedly threw my bag into the trunk and sat in the back seat so I was seated between