Texting (Preya's POV)

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7:58 A.M., Monday. First period beginning in 7 minutes.

Come on, Ibteda, Preya thought. Text me, already.

Almost as if he'd heard her, a notification popped up on Preya's phone. She clicked on it.

1 New Message: Ibteda Hassan - I told him.

Preya: Yes! What did he say?! 😏

Ibteda: Not much, really. 😣

Preya: SO?! IS HE GOING TO DO IT?!

Ibteda: Idk.

Preya: IBTEDA!

Ibteda: Well...maybe. He looked somewhat confused. And scared. How was I supposed to read his emotions?

Preya: You're his friend, idiot. Do you think I should tell Ashley to do it, then?

Ibteda: Well, yeah. Because I don't think he's going to make the first move.

Preya: Ok. This has got to work out. 💕

Ibteda. Really. I doubt it. How do you even think they're going to get together by Friday, anyways? 💔

Preya: They just have chemistry. And I have to go tell her now. So, ttyl. 😊

Ibteda: *facepalm*

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