Jazzy's POV
I went home and immediately went to my phone. And no, I'm not texting Alex or Kay until I find out who DJ was talking to. For all I know it could be one of them.
JazzBeSpiffy: Hey Da'Von can we talk?
DTown: Yeah. What's up best friend?
JazzBeSpiffy: Yeah, um you know that kid DJ?
DTown: Yeah what about him?
JazzBeSpiffy: So, we were supposed to go on a date on Saturday, but before I left I heard him talking to some girl about him going out with her. He was playing me this whole time. I was just stupid, no guy is ever gonna like me.
DTown: ARE YOU SERIOUS!!! IM GONNA PUNCH THAT GUY IN THE THROAT TOMORROW. NO FORGET THAT, IM GOING THERE NOW!
JazzBeSpiffy: No Da'Von, don't do that. I have a plan and I need your help.
DTown: Why? Want me to beat the crap out of that butt face, cause I can. No one messes with my Jazzy.
JazzBeSpiffy: You mean in a friend way... Right?
DTown: Yeah.... Of course that's how I meant. Don't be stupid.
JazzBeSpiffy: Okay...?
DTown: Fine, do you really want to know how I meant it?
JazzBeSpiffy: Totes. Spill the beans.
DTown: Well, I've liked you since the 6th grade and I always thought you were like the most beautiful in the world. All those girls I dated and talked about around you was to get you to notice me and want me back. Jazzy, I love you.
JazzBeSpiffy: Wow.
DTown: Oh crap. You don't like me back.
JazzBeSpiffy: Actually, I feel the exact same way.
DTown: Really?!?
JazzBeSpiffy: Totes!
DTown: Soo what's this plan for DJ?
JazzBeSpiffy: Well...
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Cliff Hanger!!!!!!!!!!!!
