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I was there smiling like a fool
When my sister called me

Anne
How about you stop daydreaming or ill drag you to school my self

Kinna
Huh?!?

Anne
See!you don't listen I said HOW ABOUT YOU STOP DAYDREAMING OR ILL DRAG YOU TO SCHOOL MY SELF

kinna
Jeez you could've said more loudly

I rolled my eyes and walked to school
When I heard someone calling me

I looked around and saw tija

Tija
Yoo the handsome beautiful tija here also why are you walking

As she pointed at me i was abou to speak when she cut me off

Tija
Ohhh!I know uncles at work huh

Kinna
Yep

Our conversation continued until we stopped were already at school we took a seat and continued our talk

Time past by and I can help but worry if she liked the crochet flower I ask tija for comfort

Kinna
Remember the crochet flower you helped me make yesterday?

Tija
Yes sir the one you gave to ika??

Kinna
Yeah I wonder if she likes it

Tija
Of course she likes it! It was made by you

As tija teasingly winked at me I slaped her and told her to continue writing

Time passed by and it was time to go home I packed my bag as fast as possible and rushed home

I took of my bag and placed it near the door as I find my phone to chat ika

Kinna
Love did you like the crochet
flowers??

Ika
Yeah.

Kinna
I made them!

Ika
Ok thanks for the effort.

Kinna
Oh

Kinna
I've gtg love

I was a bit startled as her text was very different from how she used to text me I thought that maybe she was just having a day to stop my self from overthinking

But I couldn't stop thinking that maybe she was just forcing her self to reply to me that she found someone new to chat and was getting bored of me I keep telling my self it was nothing but I  couldn't stop thinking 

I forced to my self to ask her what's wrong

I sighed of relive when she told me she was just having a really bad day

I calmed myself down and slept I knew this wasn't just the reason but what can I do I love her so I believed what she said



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