Chapter 21.

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It's 12: 42 AM and feel loved. I can't sleep. I'm trying to go to sleep earlier.


Stacia


Stacia smiles, as she lies in her bed, calling her best friend, who she knew who would support her, since she had a similar relationship with a guy called Mr. Simpson, who was very attractive, she might add.


Stacia presses the 'CALL' button, nervously.

She hears 2 rings, before hearing crackling.

"Hello?"  A sleepy voice asks.

"Victoria! Hi!" Stacia says, and smiles.

"What is it now?"

"You know that teacher that I have a crush on?"

"Mr. Irwin, yes."

"He just admitted that he likes me."

"WHAT? OMG!"

"I don't even know-"

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"STACIA? HELLO?"

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