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┊ ˖⋆࿐໋₊ ☆ 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧
╰┄───➤                        𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫

❞ 𝘼𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧 | 𝙔𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙤 𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧 𝙖 𝙩𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙤 | 𝙀𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙟𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙡𝙤 | 𝙉𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖 𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙮𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙤 | 𝘼𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧 ❞

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❞ 𝘼𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧 | 𝙔𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙤 𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧 𝙖 𝙩𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙤 | 𝙀𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙟𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙡𝙤 | 𝙉𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖 𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙮𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙤 | 𝘼𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧 ❞




















₍ 🖇️ ᶻᶻᶻ 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲... ₎
˚ ❥ ·˚꒰ 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖 ꒱ ₊˚ˑ༄

































..⃗.🕊•̩̩͙⁺゜ ⤾·˚ ༘ ◡̈
↳ ❝ Anastasia's POV ¡! ❞

She's overthinking this...right? He'll be excited to see her...hopefully. If not, she'll be pissed. She got off work early just to make it here in time for his practice. What she hadn't accounted for was that today she had to dress a little more professional. She had made the mistake of telling Aria she wasn't going to college because she doesn't have the money. So, she invited five different people from large scholarships and school for her to talk to.

It was horrifying and terrifying. And she had never been happier to leave so early. Anastasia was well away Aria was trying to help...but that was not it.

"No, he can't see me, I'm hiding in the back corner," Anastasia said to Savannah.

"How has he not noticed you? Swimming is not that interesting."

"There's like ten other chicks and about four guys."

"Are the guys on the team hot?"

"The girls are."

Savannah laughed, "How are you and Jackson?"

"How are you and Connor?"

"We're great, don't change the subject."

Anastasia chewed her bottom lip as she watched some girl get out of the pool, "We're fine. Happy and whatever."

Savannah didn't even hesitate, "Oh my god, you still haven't said it! Anastasia!"

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