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Jordan p.o.v

I was just rudely awakened from amazing dream (about Lay)! This was all I heard.

JORDAN WAKE YOUR SLOW BEHIND UP AND GET READY FOR SCHOOL BEFORE I WHOOP YOU!

That was enough for me because, my mom whoops really hard. (I don't even know what I did for her to yell that up the stairs to me... She's usually nice...) Then after that she probably would've told my dad that I haven't been listening to her. Then he'll whoop me too. And he whoops like 10 times harder.

I get up out of the bed and take a quick shower, and brush my teeth. I comb my hair a little bit and change out of my pj's. Then I grab my backpack and hurry downstairs to get done breakfast before the bus comes.

Mom had already made me two Eggo waffles. So I'm walking to the bus stop. The bus should be here in like 4 minutes.

Layla p.o.v
My alarm just went off and now I gotta get up. I take a shower and all that other morning stuff. I put on my awesome clothes that I love (outfit in picture), grab my backpack and head downstairs.

My mom and dad made pancakes and bacon for breakfast. They were so good! So I'm wondering if mom or dad can drive me to school. "Mom or Dad can you drive me to school?" "Yeah sure, why not." Dad said that. I went in the hall closet and get my jean jacket and got in the car.

I text Jordan. He's probably on the bus by now. My big box of honey bunches of oats <3

** On text **
L: good morning my big box of honey bunches of oats :) are you on the bus yet?

J: good morning sugar toes! (Just kidding I don't like toes...) I'm at the bus stop

L: O... My dad is driving me to school

J: cool

L: yeah I'll see you at school. I don't want him to ask who I'm texting (not that I care its just that my parents ask a lot of questions)

J: oh okay lol. My bus is pulling up anyway see u at school :*

L: :*

I close the messaging app and turn of my screen. We are around the corner from the school. This better not be a boring day. I have to talk to Malai, Jasmine, and McKenzie about the 8th grade ball and what color dresses we'd be wearing. I hope today is a good day.

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