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--------------Rose
"Hey Jamie." I smile, pulling my books out of my locker."Hey Rosaー wait!" He grabs my arm tightly, causing me to jolt slightly.
"Jesus Jameson, you scared the crap out of me!"
"I'm sorry but Damn Rose..those white vans."
I glare in return.
"Yeet?"
"You're such a loser." I shake my head, slamming my locker door shut.
"I thought it was pretty funny." He mumbles under his breath.
"That joke died literally 12 years ago.. I'm pretty sure my Dad laughed about that in 2016.." I pause, "And you know, if we don't go now we'll be late for science!" I walk off in a sing-song voice.
"Yeah Yeah, I'll meet you there."
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"Okay, class. I hope you all are clear on the homework for this weekend. I expect all five booklets finished by Monday." Mr. Laraby states.
I groan loudly in reply.
"Would you rather a three week detention, Ms. Hoying?"
"Nope!" I perk up, "but thanks for the generous offer."
He stares at me for a few seconds until the bell finally rings, dismissing me from the awkward silence.
As I'm about to get on the bus, my phone begins to vibrate in my pocket.
I scrunch my forehead in confusion when I see the caller ID.
I answer anyway, reluctantly pressing the green button.
R: Uncle Mitch?
M: Hey Queen!
R: Listen, it's always good to hear from you, but I have to get on the bus otherwise I won't have a ride home.
M: Oh, you aren't on the bus yet? Perfect timing! Wait in the parking lot, I'll come pick you up and take you to Starbucks; I'd like to discuss some things with you.
R: Mitch, I don't think this is a good time..
M: Please Rose? I haven't seen you in awhile and your Dad has been hard to reach lately..I just want to talk.
R: ...Alright. See you soon.
M: Thanks Rose! I'll see ya in a few!
I can almost here him smiling through the phone before he hangs up.
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"So.." Mitch says, his elbows rested on the table.
I take a sip of my drink, waiting for him to continue.
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