Your POV
"What the hell is up with you Y/N" my tourism and hospitality teacher said walking up to me.
"I don't know" I lied, the truth is, I have been staying up really late arguing with myself on whether or not I should go to my family reunion.
"I know you're lying Y/N." she sighed.
"Family issues?" I said with slight hesitation causing my teacher to sigh once again.
My family constantly argues during any gathering and eventually you get sick of it. On top of that there's that little part of my family as if I'm a monster for being gay, great right? They all have issues, not saying that I don't, I just deal with mine better. Even though it makes me come off as a bitch.
*ding*
"Y/N please turn your phone off"
*ding*
"right now ma'am"
*ding*
"Hurry please"
*ding*
I turned the ringer on my phone off to see that I had messages from Dinah. Of course.
Dinah: hey
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Dinah: sneak out of class
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Dinah: for me?
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Dinah: I know you're in tourism.
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You: what?
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You: why would I ditch for you ?
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Dinah: please babe?
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You: some other time.
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Dinah: okay :/
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A/N more words?! Wow. I'm in a hospitality and tourism class and I have a presentation for it tomorrow so my anxiety will kick in :) this is acting up so imma post it again.
