Chapter 8: Travis?

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Emily's POV

"Who's that?" The young boy asked.

"Uranus." I replied.

I ran outside, laughter escaping from my mouth.

Uranus, very clever.

I click the call button and put my phone next to my ear lobe.

"Emily?"

"You self absorbed asshole!"

"Woah, what's wrong with you?"

"I know you're Fu-"

"No, I wasn't. Why do you even care?"

I stood there frozen, 'Why did I care?'I thought.

"You like me or something?"

I blush, I could tell he was fucking smirking.

"You jerk, I'm fricking 15. You're like-"

"17"

I again was interrupted, 'do I like him' I thought.

"You know what? Fuck you!"

"Hmph, I knew you liked me."

And he hung up like that, I once again was shocked and stood there, frozen.

I think.... I like him.

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~Jack

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