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ARIANA'S POV.
"WHAT?" I sat up in bed, my hair pouring all over my face in dark waves. Two whole days had passed since the announcement of the new marketing strategy, and during those days; Luke had been unable to break it to me himself what he had planned?
"I'm serious. At least, that's what Sharon said." Kayla said, over the phone.
"Sharon? Who's Sharon?"
"She's the one in charge of all the tents, and rooming. So she made the arrangements."
"Okay, so the arrangements. You said two in a tent, and everyone's separated into men and ladies, right?"
"Yeah,"
"But Luke and I are sharing one tent?" I asked, with wide eyes, and she laughed.
"What's so bad about it?" Kayla asked, and I could imagine her rolling her eyes.
"No, it's not like it's bad. I mean… just everyone knowing that we're in one tent." My free hand dug into my hair.
