Travis was ready to throw his phone out the window. At the last stop eveyone made, people switched around who's driving. So now it's Zeke, Ammilia, Oliver, and T.K. driving. Giving a certain someone free hands. "If he texts me one more time, I'm throwing my phone."
"Who?" Just when Travis was about to answer, his phone buzzed. Travis groaned and
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