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I walked out of the building and Scott wasn't there. Typical. I called him.

"Why do I get the impression that you're doing this on purpose?" I asked Scott.

"I'm not" I heard a giggle. "Enjoy your ride with Avriel" That bitch.

Avriel came out of the building in his hoodie and sweats. "Need a ride?" He asked extremely nicely. I nodded and we walked up his car and got in. We began to drive.

"How did you meet Shemi?" I asked breaking the awkward silence.

"I met her....when I was 20. She went to my college in Spain and we became friends" He told me.

"But she doesn't have an accent" I said confused.

"She isn't from Spain. She moved to LA after 2 years in the college. It was a sad parting but 3 years later I moved to LA and I live with her. I came out to her and she was very accepting of me. She's like a sister to me." He told with a smiling face. They had a cute friendship. "Well I guess this is your stop" He said stopping the car.

"Thanks for taking me home" I got out of the car "Bye, Avriel" I waved at him and he waved back. I entered my house.

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