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Coco wasn't the funnest person to spend time with. She was often controlling,feeling like everyone around her owed her something because of who her family was. You did your best to ignore it because she was your friend. It was nerve-wracking at times but that's just who she was. You had learned not to let her snappy attitude get the best of you. It was one of those days that her attitude was sharp.
Coco was angry because she couldn't get her speech right. You watched her pace around the room,cursing at herself if she stumbled on a word. When you laughed to yourself,amused by the blonde,she looked up at you. Her face was red with embarrassment and she huffed,stomping her foot on the ground like a little kid. "Quit looking at me,you're making me nervous." She demanded,covering her face with the notebook she had. "Just pretend you're alone and take your time," you said reassuring her "you're gonna do great." She tossed her notebook on the ground and groaned frustratedly "No, I'm not." She snapped,covering her face with her hands. The air hung with silence for a while. You weren't sure if you could calm Coco down. It was always hit or miss when she was in these type of moods. So you let her sit there for a moment before you heard her take a deep breath. Coco rubbed her temples in frustration and grabbed her notebook. "You got this,Coco." She looked up at you and you gave her a supportive smile. She smiled back and looked down at the notebook. ''You're too good to me."
