Adopted By Janiel {Book 2}

III

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(Magic time skip)

The day is going by pretty smoothly.
I'm in my last class which is hand writing.
I had to be home schooled for 3 years to catch up since I didn't know much.
But what's cool is that Kyle was homeschooled to.

"Okay! Make sure to have at least 2 lines of your letters written down by tomorrow, have a good day! Class dismissed!"
Mrs Oole says.

Finally.

"Let's go!"
Kyle says walking over to my desk.

"Alrighty."
I say standing up and backpack and sliding it up my arm to eat the strap on my shoulder.

"We should make another cooking show after we finish our homework."
I say as we walk out of the classroom and down the hall to the exit of our school.

"Agreed. What should we make?"

"We should make cake. Like a really cool cake"

"Wicked"
He says as we skip out of the school and approach his moms car.

We carpool. My dads drop us off, his mom picks us up.

Cause buses are nasty.
(We have to wait a long periodically time)

He opens my door then runs to his side.
I slip on and shut my door and am greeted by Lora.

"Hi sweetie. How was your first day of school?"
She asks as Kyle shuts his door.

"It was long. But super fun."
He replies smiling.

"And now we are homework buddies!"
I say and Lora chuckles and starts the car.

I sort of hate driving to.
I'm always afraid of getting in another car crash.

Good thing they know this cause she always is extra cautious.

"Hey bean?"
Kyle says, I turn my head to him and grin.

"Yep-a-Dee-dodaa?" I reply.

"So I had this dream, where I met this one dude named Ashton, and for some reason I hated him, so I slapped him in the face."
He says.

"You're insane."
I say chuckling.

"But so are you"
I dramatically gasp and lightly slap his arm.

"Okay true."
I say putting my hands in my lap.

"I can't wait till we turn 25."
He says with a cheeky grin on his face.

I roll my eyes playfully at him.

"Listen Kyle, I know you're head over heels for me, but I'm waaaaay out of your league."
I say flipping my hair.

"You promised me. Best friends don't break promises!"
He says laughing.

"Well, best friends don't break arms either but if you keep on yapping I just might do that."
I say sarcastically.

"You're a mess."
He says looking out the window.

"Yep. But in your mess. You're stuck with me."
I say and he giggles.

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Short.
Sorry.