"Ok, so are we taking one car or two?" Sasha asked as we all walked outside. "Two. Lord knows some of us can't survive with a certain someone in the car." Bayley spoke glancing at Becky. "Excuse me?" Becky gasped slightly offended. "Two it is then." Sasha said. Bayley latched latched onto my arm and pulled me into her. "I wanna ride with Brooke!" She hugged me tightly. "Wow. You're taking her away from Charlotte?" Sasha gasped. Becky laughed while Charlotte and I blushed. "I'm sure Charlotte can survive an hour without Brooke, right?" Bayley looked in Charlotte's direction. "Hey I'm not arguing." Charlotte put her hands up in defense. "Yay! Let's go Brooke." Bayley pulled me towards Sasha. "Looks like I'm riding with Char." Becky said going with Charlotte. The car ride was 45 minutes long since there wasn't that much traffic. Bayley sang Disney songs the entire ride making Sasha and I laugh. We arrived at the front gate, went through security and were waiting to hand our tickets to the gate person.

"This is soooo exciting!" Bayley squealed jumping up and down. "Bayls. You haven't stopped talking about it even in the car." Sasha said. "So what are we going to do first?" Becky asked. "GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY!" Bayley yelled. "What?" Sasha raised an eyebrow. "The ride that takes you up then drops you suddenly." Charlotte explained. "Oh. That one." Sasha nodded. "That one's scary." I spoke softly standing next to Charlotte. "You don't have to go on it if you don't want to." Charlotte reassured me. "I'm not. That ride is literal hell." Becky crossed her arms. "So Sasha and Charlotte are going with me." Bayley said. We entered to California's Adventure park and walked over to the ride. "3 hours?" Bayley pouted. Seeing Bayley deflated made me feel bad. I walked over to the crew member who acknowledged me. "Miss Garcia. What a pleasure to see you today!" She smiled brightly. "My friends really want to get on the ride. Is it possible that they could walk in through the fast pass lane?" I asked. "Of course! This way!" She said. I walked back over to the group. "Follow the lady Bayls." I told her. "But we don't have fast passes." Bayley said confused. "I'm your fastpass. Go on." I smiled. Bayley, Sasha, and Charlotte went over as the lady allowed them access. I knew I would be answering many questions when they got off.

The truth is, my father actually owns Disney. My great-great-great- grandfather was friends with Walt Disney so they ran Disneyland together. When Walt Disney passed, his family didn't want Disneyland anymore since the memory was extremely painful so my grandfather offered to take over. So now, Disney belongs to us. Weird, right? "How'd you pull that off?" Becky asked me. "Uhh my father kinda owns Disneyland?" I smiled sheepishly. "WHAT?!?" She yelled in pure shock. "Hehe yep." I rubbed my arm. "And when were you going to tell us?" Becky raised an eyebrow. "It's not something I like to tell everyone." I looked down. "Sorry, didn't mean to pry." Becky apologized. We waited for about 15 minutes as Bayley ran up to us with Sasha and Charlotte in tow. "Brooke! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She hugged me. "Not a problem." I hugged her back. "Are you going to tell us how you managed to convince the worker?" Sasha asked me. "It wasn't really convincing if your father owns the place." I looked away. "WHAT?!?!" The three said in unison.

"Miss Garcia. Your father would like a word." A crew member approached me. I sighed. "Right. I'm coming." I said as he nodded. "Brooke?" Charlotte reaching for my arm. "Don't worry. I can deal with the deranged lunatic. Just enjoy your time. I'll be back soon." I kissed her lightly on the lips before walking away with the member. This was going to be something to remember. I haven't spoken to my father in about 10 years which was when I ran away from home. Is he still going to be a drunk, deranged man? Has he changed? I didn't know what to expect. Honestly, I wish I brought Charlotte with me. The crew member opened an elaborate door that led to a lobby. I remember this place. This was Club 33, an exclusive and secret club that no one knows about. To be a member here is extremely expensive and that waitlist to get in is like 25 years long or something. Yep, I know who crazy that sounds. The hostess escorted me to the back room where my father was sitting at his desk doing paperwork. He looked extremely different. He had slicked back hair and wore a crisp suit, definitely not what I remembered. "Brooke. I see you have returned." He spoke without looking at me. "Hi dad." I looked down. "How's your new life going? The one that you cut me out of." He said. "You gave me no choice dad. Ever since mom's death you-" I started. "DON'T TALK ABOUT YOUR MOM!" He yelled making me shrink back. He took a deep breath to compose himself. "Sorry, it's still a touch subject." He took in my appearance. "You still look like her. It's insulting." He spat. I could feel the tears starting to form. "No matter. You're still my daughter. Have a fun time sweetheart with your girlfriend and your friends." He simply said before returning to his work.

I took no hesitation and ran out of the room with tears streaming down my face. I exited the club and returned back to the park when I ran into someone. "Brooke! There you are!" Becky said. "You've been gone for awhile and Charlotte was starting to get worried especially since you didn't answer you phone and- wait, are you ok?" She then noticed the tears. I shook my head and sobbed. Becky pulled me into her before calling Charlotte.

"Hello?"
"Char, I found her."
"Is she ok?"
"She's not in good shape. I think you should get over here now."
"I'm on my way."

I cried into Becky's shoulder as she hugged me. "It's ok Brooke. It's ok." She said. I heard running footsteps as Charlotte ran towards us with Sasha and Bayley. "What happened?" Bayley asked. I peeled away from Becky before wrapping my arms around Charlotte who gathered me up into her arms and kissed my head. "Come on guys. Let's give them some space." Sasha said as she grabbed Bayley's arm and pulled her away with Becky right behind them. I cried into Charlotte's shoulder for the next few minutes while she calmly stroked the back of my head. "Brooke. What happened?" She asked once I calmed down. "H-he said that I was insulting because I looked so much like my mother." I sniffled. Anger etched itself onto Charlotte's face as she held my hand tightly. 

"Don't listen to him. You are not insulting." She said wiping the tears off my cheek with her thumb. "B-but." I stuttered. "But nothing. You are beautiful. You are kind. You are sweet. Those qualities are what make you unique. Your mother must've been an amazing woman if she made someone like you." Charlotte smiled as I looked up at her with bright eyes. She pressed her lips against mine as we shared a passionate kiss. We broke apart a few minutes later to catch our breath. "I will always love you Brooklyn, no matter what." Charlotte spoke breathlessly before kissing me once more. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly. 

I don't think I could describe what I was feeling in this moment. The only thing I can say is that I've never had anyone like Charlotte in my life. She makes me feel so happy which is something that I've never felt ever since my mom died. Sure, I felt joy many times before but it was nothing like this. This was pure happiness and I don't ever want to forget this feeling. Charlotte is a one of a kind person and I don't want to lose her. I never thought I would ever love again. Things have definitely changed because I have fallen head over heels for the blonde queen in my arms and I won't ever let her go.