Riley
Cole
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12:30 p.m
Cole
Hey.
Hey, isn't this supposed to be the other way around? I'm in class, why are you texting me?
Why are you texting back to me?
Touche.
I'm on my free period. Am I disturbing you?
No, never. You can disturb me anytime.
Cole?
Yeah?
I'm boredddd. What are you doing?
I'm in class. I thought we already established this.
Don't try and be a smart Alec with me, mister.
I am smart.
Uh huh. Yeah, sure. That's why you're texting me instead of focusing on your precious education.
You texted me first!
No... Focus on your education.
Yes, maam.
Two minutes later.
Coleeee. I'm bored. Talk to me.
Oh thank God you texted. I didn't want to text back 'cause I didn't want to back down first.
Wow, how desperate.
Oh hush.
I hate physics anyway.
Physics? But what about...
What about?
What about...
?
Yeah, I got nothing.
Aw, I thought you had something interesting.
As if.
We both hate physics. That's another thing we have in common.
What were the other things?
We both have some Spanish blood in us.
Anything else?
We both know who Jonas Blue is.
Yeah, and I'm pretty sure we both know who Justin Bieber is too.
Who's that?
:O
Just kidding.
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