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*2 days later*

Cayla's pov:

I pulled into the parking lot of the high school, dropping Hope and Faith off. After I dropped them off, I went home to change into my work uniform. I put my hair into a high ponytail, grabbing a tea out of the fridge, grabbing my car keys, heading to work.

Megan's pov:

Since Joe was at work, I thought that I would go sit in Ashton's classroom. I put my folder and notebook into my bag, grabbing my phone off of my dresser, throwing it into my bag. I went downstairs, grabbing my coffee out of the fridge, my car keys off the counter, heading out the door.

Joe's pov:

I was currently underneath of a car, working on the parts under the car. I rolled out from underneath of the car, grabbing my wrench out my tool tray. When I got done fixing the car, I signed the paperwork, getting the customer, going to the front desk to check them out.

Megan's pov:

I pulled into the parking lot, parking my car, grabbing my bag, heading to the front of the school. I scanned my drivers license in front of the scanner, going to the office, to get my visitor pass. I walked to Ashton's room, knocking on the door, before going in. I walked in, and Ashton was going over a powerpoint with his students, I sat down at his desk, getting out my bookbag.

*after schools over*

Joe's pov:  (note: Megan and Joe got a house together)

I walked into my house, peeling my shirt off, as I walked through the door. I put it into the laundry machine, starting the load. Megan came down the stairs, kissing me on the jaw. She walked into the library, sitting down in the chair, grabbing her book off of the table.

I walked into the kitchen, grabbing a tea out of the pantry. I shook it up, going upstairs to take a shower. I got out a pair of sweatpants out of my drawer, walking into the bathroom, shutting the door. I peeled off my pants, throwing them by the door. I got into the shower, turning the water on.

*a couple of minutes later*

Michelle's pov:

I walked over to the café that was across the street from the bakery that Cameron's mom owns. I got a cup of coffee, paying for it before going back over to the bakery.

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