Chapter 1: Hangout; Eat up, bitch

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♡Y/N's POV♡
8 am꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡
After waking up from my slumber, and I heard my mother scream my name. "Y/N!!!!!!!" She yells across the whole house. I wipe my eyes, yawning after literally just waking up "Yes, mother?' I answer. "You don't wanna be hungry at your date now would you? Come eat your food before I inhale it." Ignoring my mother's attitude, I blush, focusing on the word "date." "WHO SAID IT WAS A DATE?!" I ask. "The food is going in my stomach in 5- "OKAY OKAY JEEZ!" I say as I quickly race down the stairs and start to eat up. After I eat my delicious food, I check the time. "HOLY SHIT! ITS 8: 30!!" I screamed as I dash up the stairs and get ready. After I put on my clothes, I brush through my H/C hair to make it look nice. I then get all my things and rush down stairs, checking my phone while doing so. "8:45, not bad. Still gotta hurry up tho." I say to myself. "Bye mom! Gotta rush!" I say as I dash through the door, not even giving my poor mom enough time to react before I closed and locked it. I take a quick glance at my phone to see the location that Selever gave me to the place, also looking at the time. "OMFG ITS 8:50!!" I screamed as the people around me look at me like I'm crazy. I just shot those ugly ass bitches a nasty look as I run all the way to (the destination). While I'm still running like I'm running for my life, I bump into someone...

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Selever(OUR BELOVED)'s point of view
9 am(〃゚3゚〃)
As I'm waiting for Y/N to show up, someone bumps into me. Bro who on the goddamn ugly ass hell just bumped into me?! This motherfucking bitch is blind. And where the fuck is Y/N?! That bitch is gonna get it when I see her! I think to myself as I look down to see who the person is. It's Y/N. She looked like she were running for her life. Fucking idiot. "Hey Roachy, what's the rush?" I ask, looking down at her shaking body. She gives me a glare. "Half n half bastard, d- don't *pant* you already fucking know why I was r-running?! I was late for god-" The bitch wouldn't stop so I put my fingers over her mouth. "Shush, baby. No need to overreact~" I say, smirking. She gives me a "wtf" look as I drag her to our destination.

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After a few minutes of walking, we went into a plaza and I spotted a pathway to Urban Air Trampoline Park(whatever that shit is called) and I immediately jump in excitement while dragging Y/N's fatass over there. "Sel, where the hell are we going?! What even is this place?" Y/N says while trying to take my grip off herself. "Urban Air Trampoline Park. I promise we're gonna have a fun time." I say while giving her a dirty smirk(😏).

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We register for our shit and I see a parkour area that's atleast 20 feet in the air. "Hey Roachy, let's go on that one!" I yell out, pointing at some high ass parkour shit as I hear her gulp. "That one?! Selever what the fu- Uh- I mean ok.." she says. Is she scared? LOL! Couldn't be me! We go in line and get our vest ass shits(I don't know what it's called bare with me) and started climbing. I just glide over all of that shit without even using the handles while Y/N's holding everything for dear life looking down every 5 seconds.

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Out of nowhere she starts to sob. "SEEELLLL!" Y/N yells all of a sudden. "So you're just gonna fucking make me die like this?!" She yells while looking at me. I chuckle. She quickly runs over to me and holds me. "I don't know..will I~?" I ask her while holding up her chin. Y/N glares at me while I glare right make at her. She takes my hand off and gets even more enraged. "Calm your fucking horses." I say calmly. "C-CALM?! HOW THE BLOODY ASS FUCK AM I GONNA STAY CALM?!" She blurts out while looking at me like I'm crazy. "God you're a pussy, just hang on to me." Watch your fucking language, you piece of shit." Y/N says while looking at me, while I have a big ass devil grin on my face.

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