Chapter 2

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When you got home you saw a familiar car in the driveway but you couldn't tell whose it was. You got out and walked in to see your 8th grade boyfriend's parents and your 8th grade boyfriend, Vince. You stopped in your tracks in the doorway once you saw them.

"Hey Y/n." Your mom smiled.

"H-hi..." You said fake smiling.

"You remember Vince right?"

"H-how could I forget him..?" You said confused.

"Ok, true but what about his parents?"

"Yes, I remember them too." You smiled.

"It's nice to see you Y/n." His mom smiled.

"Nice to see you too."

"How have you been?" His dad asked.

"Good." You sighed.

"That's good."

"I'm gonna go to my room and change cause this is all I had at JohnB's and it's not a good look." You said to your mom.

"Ok, sweetly." She laughed while you ran upstairs to your room.

You changed quickly:

You changed quickly:

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"Much better." You said to yourself after looking in the mirror.

You decided to go back downstairs even though it would be awkward.

"I thought you'd stay in your room." Your mom teased.

"Decided not to." You sighed while making your way to the couch.

You went to grab your phone but it wasn't there. You could have sworn you put it in your pocket after you changed. You went back upstairs to try to find it but it wasn't there so you went back downstairs when your mom said something.

"You ok?" She asked.

"Yeah." You said walking outside to your car.

You opened the door and started looking frantically.

"Come on!" You said worried that JJ might need something.

"You all right?" A voice asked behind you.

You turned around o see Vince. "Y-yeah just can't find my stupid phone!"

"Need help?"

"No..." You sighed. "I think I left it somewhere..." You said shutting the door.

"Oh, ok..." He said nervous. "S-so how have you been?"

"Pretty good, what about you..?"

"I've been good too...you've changed, a lot." He said looking at your cleavage.

"Yeah..." You said putting your hand over your cleavage. "So have you..."

"I-I'm sorry...I didn't mean to look!"

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