chapter 3 | importing

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Jan made a split second decision. He clicked yes. Immediately, all of David’s contacts, text messages, and pictures came streaming onto Jan’s laptop. Jan could see it as each one popped up. So many from Jasmin. Jan couldn’t wait to read them. The files kept coming and coming into Jan’s computer. He looked at the clock. Oh god, 3 minutes until David came.

TRANSFER DONE

Crap. Jan heard foot steps approaching. He quickly closed the transfer window and swiped screens to pretend to play his game, Rollercoaster Tycoon.

“Oh hey.” Jan said nonchalantly.

“Hi, sorry I took so long. Ready to do math homework?” David questioned, “Where’s the tab with my math homework?”

“Oh uh… oh! My mom just called. I have to call her back!”

I pretended to call her back, but really I just said some random Polish b*llsh*t into the phone. 

“Yeah, I have to go. Sorry! I’ll see you soon!” I said, as I frantically shoved my laptop into my bag and rushed out the door. I really want to get home and look through everything.

What could be on there?

off// writing in french class :P i’m so done. published in german class with a confused zayan sitting next to me??

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