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❝ [𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 ] ❞ ━━━━━━ 𝐏𝐍𝐁 𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

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❝ [𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 ] ❞ ━━━━━━ 𝐏𝐍𝐁 𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

𝐓𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘
𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒
𝟏𝟐:𝟑𝟒𝐏𝐌

"𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩" Mr vincent said from the front of the class, aaliyah knocked out she had stayed up all night watching heartbreak high. "Miss moore i will not repeat myself" he repeated with a firm tone.

Aaliyah was still face on desk sleeping, mr vincent facepalmed telling someone to wake her up. "Yo you gotta wake up gang" someone slightly tugged on her, aaliyah moaned turning the other way.

"Yo—okay" aaliyah sat up with a mug wiping her eyes, "thank you" mr vincent turned back to the whiteboard writing down the work. "My bad" the person who woke her up spoke, she turned her head and noticed it was 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐎𝐍.

"Since when were you in my class" she raised an eyebrow knowing he was a year older, "and when the hell did you sit next to me" she laughed. "Miss kate was bugging so she sent me here and nigga ive been sat here for 20 minutes" he laughed on the last part.

"Ohhhhh" she smiled, "you dead was knocked out" he shook his head smiling. "Yeah because im so tired" she yawned, making him nod his head. It got awkward and they went quiet until, "i need two volunteers to run this up to the office" mr vincent held up the role.

"ME" aaliyah held her hand up, "No aaliyah you weren't paying attention and i need two people not one" he crossed his arms.

Aaliyah frowned, she hated being in class and every time she got the chance to be out she took it. "Anyone?" Mr Vincent looked around but nobody volunteered, "you can go aaliyah" he facepalmed. "Come with me" aaliyah turned her head to compton.

"Aight" he shrugged his shoulder, the two made their way to mr vincent's desk grabbing the role walking out. "Thanks for finding my phone the other day" she smiled as they walked through the hallways, "oh it aint nothing" he chuckled.

"I know but i was boutta cry, cant live without my phone for real" she fake pouted making him laugh, "i dont wanna go straight to the office" she rolled her eyes. "Aigh lets go the long way then" he suggested making her nod her head.

"I love the way you think" she joked wiggling her eyebrows, "man shut the hell up" he laughed. "Wait give me your number" she asked genuinely wanting a friend, "oh bet" he pulled out his phone.

She pulled out her phone exchanging it with his one, she type in her number and named herself. Him doing the same thing.

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