Hey Boo 😌
Here's another chapter for ya cute self 💕
Enjoy 😉
Naomi's POV
Daniel, Vanessa, Miley and I all walked out of the studio and went to go wash our hands.
"Here, use my soap don't use the same soap as Diggy, he has germs." Miley teased.
"So do you, this is why we're washing our hands."
"Ok..but my soap smells better, right Naomi?"
I nodded my head.
"Yeah, sorry Dan I'm with Miley on this one.."
Daniel pretended to be hurt.
"I see how it is Nae."
"Don't be such a crybaby Diggy." Miley walked out of the restroom.
"She's goofy man."
We finished washing our hands and went to the table.
"Hey Naomi, how have you been?" It was Rev.
"Oh hi, I've been doing fine, how about you?"
"I'm well, and that's good that's real good." He hugged me.
"Hey Pops." Dan gave him a hug.
"Hey Digg."
"Ok everyone, I've laid everything out so you can go ahead and serve yourself."
"Thanks momma." We all said.
"You're welcome babies."
Momma Justine gave her husband a kiss and a hug.
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"Hey mom, I'm on my way home right now."
"Ok baby, thanks for letting me know, I'll see you in a bit. I love you."
"I love you too mom."
I hung the phone up and told everyone I was headed out.
"Bye Nessa, I'll call you when I get home."
"Not before you call me though, right?" Daniel interrupted.
"Boy bye, Naomi likes me more." Vanessa pushed Dan out the way.
"Hmmm yeah, I don't think that's true." They started going back and forth.
I found momma Justine in the kitchen wiping down the counters.
"Hey baby, you heading back home?" She asked.
"Yes ma'am, I am. I came to give you my mom's number too."
"Oh yes, here, write it on the white board over there next to the fridge."
I did so and gave her a hug.
"Thanks momma, for everything."
"No problem sweetie, I'll tell Joey you said bye, go ahead and get home so you don't get in any trouble."
I did just that, Dan was waiting at the door.
"Where's Nessa?"
"She went upstairs, you ready?"
"Yeah, let's go. "
We walked outside and to Daniel's car.
He opened and closed my door for me and then got in on his side.
"Sooo about that song." Dan nudged me.
"What about it?"
"You wanna come after school sometime this week and write it? Or I go to your house?" He asked.
