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| HOW LOVE WORKS |

| HOW LOVE WORKS |

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KENNEDY A. STEPHENS|

"Imma send you the address now, don't leak it." Kentrell messaged me as I sat in my class.

"Kennedy." Someone called making me look up as my phone vibrated.

"When was a time where you did a negotiation?" My professor asked as she leaned over her desk.

"A time where I did a negotiation was when it came down to deciding if I should stay in state or out of state for college." I reply and she stands up.

"What were the two sides?" She asked and I sat up in my chair.

"My parents thought it would be financially better to stay in state because I could continue living with them and not worry about having find a place." I explained one side.

"I believed it was better to go out of state to learn how to adjust and live on my own." I replied.

"So how is that a negotiation ms.Kennedy." She asked crossing her arms.

"It was a negotiation because I ended up staying for community college for two years and spending the other two out of state. That way we both got what we wanted." I explained and she nodded.

"Very good." She said and I went back to my phone to see the address Kentrell had sent.

I looked it up to see it was forty minutes from here and it was in a good area. The house was a mansion. It was on the wealthier side of the city.

"Finals are coming up soon. The remaining of the semester will be time for you to prep. See you all then." The teacher dismissed us.

I grabbed my laptop and car keys off my desk before walking out my class. It was my last class for the day, the rest were online.

I replied to Kentrell's message and asked him what time he was available.

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Kentrell G.

Whenever you can

Okay, I'll be there at five.

Ok, text me

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I pulled into my car and sat in there. I looked through my messages and seen my sister had texted me.

'Coming to ATL for summer!'

I smiled and placed my phone into the cup holder. I then started up my car and played some of his music that he recommended.

He said he expressed himself through his music. I picked up fast. He has been through a lot.

I drove down the city to run errands as his music flowed.

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