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1 Month Later

Anthony and I have been inseparable this past month. Chance and Tessa are together now, I'm still living with Kian and Jc. That's really all you need to be caught up on.

Right now Anthony and I are in the pool, everyone else is either in their rooms or running errands.

"So, you know what today is, right?"

Anthony asks, as he swims a circle around me. It's our one month, but I decide to mess with him. I put my fingers on my chin looking up.

"Taco Tuesday?"

I ask. He tilts his head at me in disbelief.

"No."

"Just Tuesday?"

I act dumb again, I can see the hurt in his eyes as he starts getting out of the pool. I quickly make my way over to him, I wrap my arms around his shoulders, hanging off his back.

"I'm kiddingggggg."

I yell. He continues walking out of the pool, me still hanging off his back.

"Anthony! I was messing around, I know its our one month!"

He grabs my hands peeling them off of his shoulders. He walks away from me, I just stand there looking stupid as hell. I turn around and head for the back door again. Before I know it, I'm being scooped off of my feet, while Anthony is screaming. He jumps back in the pool with me still bridal style in his arms.

"You actually made me think that you were mad at me."

I admit, wiping water out of my eyes.

"You did me worse."

He laughs pointing out what I did. I nod.

"True."

I jump on his back as he swims around.

"What do you wanna do today?"

I ask playing with his ear. I feel him shrug.

"Want to go to a fair?"

He asks.

"Yes! I haven't been to one of those in forever."

I answer excitedly. He taps the side of my thigh.

"Let's go!"

He starts running out of the pool. I tighten my arms around him to keep from slipping off.

"Anthony, don't run through the house, you're going to slip!"

I yell as he starts running into the house. He ignores my protest, and what do we do, we slip..

"I friggin told you."

I say bluntly, he starts laughing.

"I'm sorry."

He holds his hand out for me. I grab his hand and he pulls me up. We go up stairs to change into our dry clothes.

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