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"damn it," is usually how my mornings go ; of course . I stand there looking for an outfit to wear . "Kayla , come eat!" I heard my mom call me from the mic built into my wall . I press the speaker and yell, "Mom I can't find anything to wear!" I said pouting like a brat as I heard her yell from the 3rd floor of our home , over my little brother , and over my dog barking . typical Baker morning . As I walk back to my closet skipping through the verities of lv , mk , and other clothes I hear my phone vibrating on my bathroom counter . I rush to my phone and hear a raspy morning voice . "hey baby," kaleb speaks into the phone . I put my phone back on the counter , still angry from the night before .

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