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"we'll never be those kids again"
ivy - frank ocean

june 18 2022.

julia :

i walk down the busy streets of london in a huge rush with my purse in one hand and my phone in my other hand. i was late for my photoshoot for like the third time this month which really was not like me. personally i blame it on these 2 idiots amora and lyla. while i was hurrying i was also texted the group.


triple trouble 👯‍♀️🕺

amora : miamor 🔥🇪🇸
lyla: lie-la

lie-la
why the fuck is my name still ts.

miamor
shut tf up we all know why.

lie-la
I HID ONE SECRET ONCE
U FAT FUXKING DLUT.

miamor
language! once or not u
need to update us on ur sex
life! its was were here for!!!

lie-la
shur your hoe ass uo go back
to aaron or whatever hid name js

miamor
fix your spelling then talk?

can we please stop talking u guys
r stressing me out even more

lie-la
whats up with that one

mi amor
shes late! again.

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they continue to lecture me about rushing and being late but i was not bothered with them so i just keep my eyes on my phone and roll my eyes.
lyla and amora have been my best friends ever since like 10 years ago when my dad forced me to move to england.

my eyes were still glued to my phone and i was not focusing on where i was going at all until i bumped into somebody and i gasp as i look infront and see his white graphic tee is now completely soggy and stained with coffee.
"oh my days i am so so sorry i seriously didnt mean to bump into you. i could always buy you a new coffee im sorry im just in a rush and i.." i look up to face him , but really i cant even see how he looked because his long wavy hair with his hat covered most of his face and the sunlight bounced off of  him.

but one thing i can sense is his glare shooting lasers throught my head. "sir?.. are you alright?" i said with pure confusion in my voice "uh yeah
thanks its fine your good uh dont worry" he said nervously then just speed walks away. weird. but what was weirder was his voice.. it was somewhat familiar? whatever

i arrive to the studio and to be fairly honest.. its one of the most boring ones ive ever been to. but they had cinnamon rolls so it was alright! it took me around an hour and a half to finish and i walk back while the summer breeze blew on my face. i arrive home and i plop on my couch and decide to go on my phone a bit.




A/N
hu guys this is kinda like my first time i ever write a story uh pls dont mind if anything is off or whateber yeah. joaos pov
is the chapter after this.

DONT BE A DRY READER PLEASE!

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