Ben gross…. AKA the biggest asshole you know- AKA, your rival, you two hated each other- how could you not being the two smartest (and snarkiest) kids in class it was impossible to not compete for the top spot. Now other than the ongoing position of him being your least liked in the class he was also currently and only temporally holding the position of trip buddy-

Confused? Alright let’s catch up, Sherman Oaks high had decided even after all the trouble the junior class had caused why not take them to New York! Sick right!- No.. not sick. To keep everything in order everyone was assigned a trip buddy to stick to the whole time limiting how much time you got to spend with your friends, and just your luck you had gotten partnered with Ben gross- back to the whole purpose of this statement a trip buddy is your partner who you have to share a row with on the plane, stay within a 5 feet radius the whole time the class ventured New York, and who you had to sleep in the same room with

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“You know this seems oddly and creepily cliche.” Ben comments under his breath as you two stood side by side at the end of the small hallway leading into the main area of the hotel room, noting the bed situation. Which yes would make sense to have two twin beds on each of the walls but nope a queen bed in the middle of the room as if they were going more of aesthetic then the mental and physical comfort of students, especially you two

You roll your eyes to Bens statement ignoring how his words were correct of course. You push past him bumping into his shoulder without a thought, not caring for the small ‘ow’ he had given just to be dramatic as you walk over to claim a side of the bed

“My fathers a lawyer you know, you should be grateful for me not telling him how disrespectful you are.” He says in a threatening tone, putting his hand up slightly to gesture to himself a bit mad at the fact you were paying no mind to him