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Julia
"Julia! Jack likes you can you not see that?!" Sammy yells.

"But sammmmyyyy he's a fuckboy." I whine.

"You've talked to the guy like twice, Jules. He might not actually be a fuckboy, every guy has some fuckboy qualities even if they are genuinely a good person." He says.

"I hate it when you're right." I snap.

"I'm surprised you aren't used to it by now, I mean I am right a lot. now text jack and ask him to hang out." Sam smiles.

"What? No way, that's to... I don't know, pushy?" I say.

"He's in fucking love with you Julia, he won't mind you asking him to hang out." He rolls his eyes.

I sigh, but pull out my phone and text him anyways.

To: Fuckboi🙅🏼
Hey

From: fuckboi🙅🏼
Woahhhh you texted me??? And you didn't call me a fuckboy??? Are you sick???

To:fuckboi🙅🏼
I'm already regretting texting you. But whatever, wanna hang out?

From: fuckboi🙅🏼
Yes!!! I'm coming to get you in 10 and we are going to starbucks give me an address.

To:fuckboi🙅🏼
I'm at sammy's house.

From: fuckboi🙅🏼
k.

Hold up...

"Sam he just replied with k! In all lowercase and a period!" I say.

"Oh no he had the nerve to do that?! What did you say first?" Sam asks.

"He asked me where he should pick me up and I said your house." I tell him.

"Oh shit! He thinks were a thing Jules! You need to make it clear that we are just friends or y'all are never going to be an item!" He explains.

"I don't even want to us be 'an item' or whatever. He's a fuck boy!" I shake my head.

"Julia Marie Leblanc, do you not even remember the reason you are going out with him? to learn more about him! To give him a chance! You don't know if he is really a fuck boy! Now I just saw his car pull up, so you are going to go out with that guy, you are going to enjoy yourself, and you are going to come back here after and give me all the details!" He says, pushing me out the door.

"Thanks sammy love youuu!" I yell as I walk towards Jack's car.

Sam smiles and waves at me and I climb in to the passenger seat of Jack's black jeep.

"Hey Jack!" I smile.

"Hi." He mumbles and pulls out of the drive way.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"You have a fucking boyfriend." He says quietly and sighs, shaking his head.

"My god Sammy was right." I mumble. "No Jack, I don't have a boyfriend."

"Bullshit. You're dating Sam. I heard you tell him that you loved him, and you guys were holding hands yesterday." He says in an irritated tone.

"Sammy is my best friend, we would never date. I'm not exactly his type." I chuckle at my own joke.

"You sure?" He questions me.

"Positive." I smile.

"Great! Then let's go get some starbucks!"
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How are you liking this book so far? Besides the over usage of the word fuck boy lmao.