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𝓓ARRIAN STOOD AT the front desk along with his grandma because he was getting put in an alternative school. he had been out of school for a while now for very obvious reasons and he did not plan on going back but his mom said that he needed to go back to school.
it had been a week since amoura did his hair and he wasn't even thinking about it anymore until he went to dd's house yesterday. he didn't remember much but he knew he regretted being so nice to her because now she probably was gonna think it was cool to make conversation the next time she saw him.
it was weird though because she ain't been to any sessions in a week when she was usually there most of the time. if he was being honest she was on his mind but he hated it and he kept trying to convince himself that he hated her as well.
it was not working, obviously not if he found himself searching her username his followers so he could text her on instagram. he could've had her number but he declined, he was sort of regretting that right now. '𝓶𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬' he had found her. he followed her back before clicking the 'message' button to dm her, after putting his pride to the side.
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