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t w e n t y

"You, sir, have a lot of explaining to do."

"Wait, what?"

"I kind of guessed it was you, but why didn't you ever tell me?"

"Because... I didn't know if you liked me back or not."

"And how did I not see that your number was the same?"

"It wasn't? I had two phones, one that I normally used, and one that I barely used because it sucked. But that was the one I texted you off of."

"I'm so pissed at you."

"W-what?"

"You made me f*cking wait until I got my first boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?"

"Yes, idiot, you're my boyfriend and I love you."

"I-I what?"

"I know, I know, I'm being a bit too hard on you. I'm just kidding."

"..."

"Oh! Not about that though. I still love you and all, even if you can be extremely dumb sometimes."

"I love you Peyton Waldin."

"I love you too, Casen Meyers."

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andddd SCENE!

alright guys, that's a wrap. (that's what other authors say, so why not?)

I hope this version is better than the last one – even if it's still incredibly cliché and cheesy. but oh well. who doesn't love a little clichéness? (everyone apparently)

anywayyy, thank YOU, the reader, for reading my terribly written story (still) and sticking to it until the end (those of you that did and not the ones that skipped over to the last chapter just to see who she ended up with. jk love you guys too).

until next time,

michelle (: