ribly wrong. It's reassuring to have a grown adult I trust to protect me—unlike my parents—only a few minutes away. Still, being nearby Malachi isn't exactly a downside.

I pull in a little closer, soaking up the comfort he always seems to give me. I want to stay there all day, but the manager reappears and leads us down to the office to sign a bunch of paperwork.

My dad already paid the deposit and first month's rent at his insistence, but made it very clear that if I want to be out on my own, I had to do it on my own. Get a job, pay bills, be a grown up. He has no idea about me getting involved with the FBI, and I want to keep it that way, so I didn't object to his obvious strategy.

I think he thought laying down an ultimatum would either make me change my mind about going, or send me packing up and heading home at the end of the summer. I almost told him how wrong he was, but I kept it to myself that money isn't exactly a problem right now.

I was underage when I started doing the Ghost Host show. It gathered a following pretty fast, and when the opportunity to make money off our online videos of the show came up, I jumped at it.

In the beginning, it required asking my parents to set up an advertising account so I could get paid. They set it up and forgot about it, clearly not expecting it to do much. With each of our episodes getting at least a million views within the first few weeks of posting them...my parents were wrong.

As soon as I turned eighteen, I set up a new account and transferred everything into my name. Everything we make is split between Zara, Holden, and I, but they both insisted I get a bigger share. Even so, we're all more than set for a while. It's going to take a lot more than not giving me rent money to send me running home to my parents.

After signing our names a million times, Zara and I finally have the keys to our new apartment. I've been fairly out of it all morning, but holding the key to my first place in my hand finally clears away the cobwebs. "I have my own apartment," I say quietly.

Malachi is the only one close enough to hear me, but he grins and leans in
ribly wrong. It's reassuring to have a grown adult I trust to protect me — unlike my parent — merely a few minutes away. Still, being nearby Malachi isn't precisely a downside. 

 I pull in a little close, intoxicate up the consolation he always seems to collapse me. I want to stay there all sidereal day, but the manager reappears and leads us down to the office to sign a bunch of paperwork. 

 My dad already paid the sediment and first month's rent at his imperativeness, but made it very clear that if I desire to be out on my own, I accept to do it on my own. bring a job, pay bills, be a grow up. He has no idea about me getting involved with the FBI, and I want to keep it that direction, so I didn't object to his obvious strategy. 

 I think he thought laying down an ultimatum would either make me change my mind about going, or send me packing up and head home at the end of the summer. I almost distinguish him how amiss he was, but I kept it to myself that money isn't exactly a problem justly now. 

 I was underage when I started doing the Ghost server show. It gathered a following pretty fast, and when the opportunity to make money off our online video recording of the show came up, I jumped at it. 

 In the beginning, it required ask my parents to adjust up an advertising account so I could get paid. They set it up and forgot about it, intelligibly not expecting it to do much. With each of our episodes get at least a million views within the first few weeks of post them... my parents were amiss. 

 As soon as I sour eighteen, I set up a fresh account and transfer everything into my name. Everything we make is separate between Zara, Holden, and I, but they both insisted I get a big share. Even indeed, we're all more than set for a while. It's going to take a lot more than not giving me rent money to send me running home to my parent. 

 After signing our names a million multiplication, Zara and I finally have the keys to our new apartment. I've been fairly out of it all morning, but hold the key to my first place in my hand finally unclutter aside the cobweb. " I have my own apartment, " I say quietly. 

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IN thE beginning, iT reqUIred AskiNG mY paREnts tO set uP aN AdVErtising account so I cOuLd get pAid. ThEy set it up and fOrgot about IT, CLearly noT expECtINg it to do much. WiTh eacH of our episODes gettiNg at lEast a milLion views WIThin the fIrsT feW weEks OF PoSting them...my paRENts wErE wrong.

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AFter sIgniNg our nameS a mIllion TimES, Zara aNd I finAlly hAvE thE KEys to OUR nEw aPaRtment. I've bEEN faIrly oUt Of it All mornIng, but holding the keY To mY first place in My hAnd fINAlLy cLEaRS awAy THe cOBWebs. "I have my own aPartment," I sAy QUiEtly.

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A s soon asI tur ned e ig htee n, I se t up a new account and  transferredeve ryth i n gint o  m y  na me .  Ev e r ything we makeis split b et w ee n Zara, Ho l den ,and I,but the y bot h  insist ed I geta biggersh are. E ven  so, we're  all mor e than se t  fora  w hile.  It 's goi ng  to  take  a lot mor e tha n notgi ving m e ren tmoney to  send me running home t o my p arent s.
After si gni n g o ur namesa mi llion time s,Zar a and  If inall y ha v ethe keysto o u r new apa r tm ent . I' ve been fai r l y  ou t ofita ll mor ning , but holding the key to my firs t pl a c e i n m y  han dfinally clears  aw ay t he cobwe bs . "I have m y own ap ar t ment, " I sa y quie tly.

M a l ac h i is t he o nly  one clos e e no u gh to h ea rm e, but  hegr ins an d lean s  in
ribly wrong._It's reassuring_to have a grown_adult I_trust_to protect_me—unlike_my parents—only a_few minutes away._Still, being nearby Malachi_isn't exactly a_downside.

I_pull in a little closer, soaking up the comfort he always seems to give_me._I want_to_stay_there all day, but the_manager reappears and leads us_down to_the office to sign a bunch of paperwork.

My_dad_already paid the_deposit and first month's rent at his insistence, but_made it very clear that if_I want to_be_out_on my own, I_had to do it on my_own. Get a job, pay bills,_be a grown up. He has no_idea about me getting involved with_the FBI, and I want_to keep_it that way, so I_didn't object to_his obvious_strategy.

I think he_thought laying down an ultimatum would_either make me_change my mind about going, or_send_me packing up_and_heading_home at_the end of_the_summer. I_almost_told him how wrong he was,_but_I kept it to myself that money_isn't exactly a problem_right_now.

I was underage when_I started doing the Ghost_Host show. It gathered a following_pretty fast,_and when_the opportunity to make money off our online videos of the_show came up, I jumped at_it.

In the beginning, it_required asking_my_parents to set_up_an advertising_account so I could get paid. They_set it_up and forgot about it, clearly_not expecting it to_do_much. With each of our episodes_getting at least a million views_within the first few weeks_of_posting_them...my parents were wrong.

As soon_as I turned eighteen, I set_up a new_account and transferred everything into my name._Everything_we make is split between Zara,_Holden,_and I, but they both insisted_I_get_a bigger share. Even so,_we're all more than set for_a while. It's going to take a lot more_than not giving_me rent money to send_me_running_home to my parents.

After signing our names a million times,_Zara and_I finally have_the keys to our new apartment. I've been fairly out_of it all morning, but holding the_key to my first place in my hand finally clears away_the cobwebs. "I have my own apartment," I_say quietly.

Malachi is the only one close_enough to hear me,_but_he grins and leans in