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Danielle's P.O.V.

Me and Gianna shop till we drop. It's pretty fun cause she keeps making me laugh. We walk into Nike and I walk to the Nike sweatshirts.
"Still to much money" I groan talking to myself.
"How much more money do you need?" I hear a familiar voice ask.
"I'm 15 dollars short" I turn and look up to see Jaden.
"Here" he reached into his pocket and grabs a 20 dollar bill.
"No. I can't take your money Jaden"
"Your not taking it, your finding it" he drops his money on the floor and runs away.
"What? Dude, I don't want your money!" I pick it up and I ran in the direction he ran. I grab his wrist and I turn him around.
"Take it" I shove the money in his face.
"No thanks" he smiles and kisses my cheek. I roll my eyes and he smiled even more.
"Come Malak wants to tell you something" He grabs my hand and leads me to Malak and Alex.
"Why are you holding her hand?" Alex asked.
"I'm not holding her ha-" he looks down "Oh crap I'm sorry!" He says. His cheeks flushed a light pink.
He let's go of my hand and I look at Malak.
"Gianna is looking for you" he says.
"How do you know that?" I asked him.
"I'm texting her" he says.
"Oh yeah huh" I giggled, "I forgot about that"
"Yeah, she's coming over here"
I turn around and I see her.
"Why are you with them instead of me?" She asked upset.
"I was returning Jaden's money"
"You can keep it!" He say. I roll my eyes "Fine... Come with me to buy the sweater?" I say to Gianna.
"Sure," she shrugs.
We walk to the sweater and I grab my size. We wait in line and I forgot to call my mom.
"Let me use your phone." I say.
Gianna takes her phone out and hands it to me.
I talk to my mom and I tell her to pick us up. She said she would be there in 20 minutes.
I look at her phone screen to see if I ended the call and I did. I noticed she has a text message and I look to see who it is.
"Malak texted you" I say. She grabs her phone and looks at it "Malak? I don't have Malak's phone number the only person that texted me is Hot Boy." She says. She thinks for a moment then she gasped "Malak is the texter?" She asked.
"No, what makes you think that?" I lie. I hope she can't tell.
"Danielle! Quit lieing... I know it's him" she groans.
"Fuck!" I sigh "Don't tell him I told you"

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