Reagan and you used to be best friends. You used to share beds and spend almost every hour together. Until she started gaining popularity that is. She changed, it felt like you didn’t even know her.

“Our room number is 112” She mumbled sounding upset

Your mom and her mom are best friends, attached to the hip. They wish that you two were close like they were so they dragged you both on a family trip. So here you are stuck with Reagan for a whole week in the same hotel room. Awkward..