Chapter 9

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{Rowan's POV}
Today was great, and I can't believe that it's two more days until Christmas! It was if something was missing though. More like someone missing. All I could think about was Sabrina and her soft pink lips..... It's all I want, and it'll probably stay that way. My phone buzzed indicating that I got a text. I then began reading.
Peyton: Hey, Row. I have something that I want to tell you. Do you mind if I drop by tomorrow?
Me: Oh umm sure, just not too early. You know me and my sleep😂💤
Peyton: HAHAHAHA very funny😂👍🏼
Me: Alright, see ya tomorrow Pey, getting tiiiired

I then shut my phone off, plugging it into the charger. I curled up in my bed and driffted off to sleep. What I didn't know was that tomorrow would be a disaster.
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I practically rolled out of my bed, ready to spend more time with Sabrina. Then it hit me. Peyton. I groned and trugged downstairs, still in my pajamas with my unbrushed hair. I tiredly walked downstairs and sat at the kitchen.

"Good morning Rowan!" Carmen greeted, obviously wide awake.

"Mmmmorning" I mumbled. My mom placed cereal on the table for Carmen and I, and we began eating. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door... Shit. I got up and opened the door to see Peyton.

"Heyyyy Peyton" I said, my voice a bit high. He gave me a sweet smile, not picking up on my nervousness.

"Sup Row? Mind if We talk.... Uhhh alone?" He asked. Shit shit shit! I nodded slowly and we went to my room, and I slightly tensed.

"Ok, umm Rowan.... I've wanted to do this for a while now. Ever since we met, I've felt a connection. A strong one. What I'm trying to say is I really like you." He started. A shiver shot down my back. He leaned in, placing his hands on my cheeks and kissed me. NO I DONT like Peyton. I began to struggle but he wouldn't let go of me. The door opened and it was like my whole world shattered....

GAHHHG I know I'm a troll! Huehuehue don't hate me, I'm updating tomorrow, Loves

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