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This chapter is so bad but I don't have enough time to edit it.

Phoebe's POV

The next day, I got up early again. Instead of dancing around the kitchen, where Jasmine could see me, I put on my tennis shoes and went out for a run.

I put on my headphones and hit shuffle on my music. Helpless started.

Oooooo

I do I do I do I do

HEY

I lip-synced while running. Suddenly I got a FaceTime call.

I checked to see who it was.

Meghan

I quickly answered. Meghan was the only person who could make me open up. She was my only friend who wasn't a dark, gothic girl. I really wasn't one either.

"Hey Meg!" I said, brushing some hair out of my face.

"Hey Pheebs! How Florida?"

"Good!" I said. "Um, I have to tell you something."

I sat down on a bench while Meg looked at me expectantly.

"You know who Anthony Ramos is right?" I asked, even though I knew the answer.

"OF COURSE I KNOW THE HUMAN CINNAMON ROLL!!!! Why do you ask?"  She yelled. I smiled.

"He's my cousin." I laughed as Meg screamed.

"HOW HAVE YOU NEVER TOLD ME THIS!?!?!" She asked. I shrugged.

"Oh another thing, he's here in Florida and he brought his girlfriend." I added. Meg gasped.

"JASMINE CEPHAS JONES IS MY IDOL!!!" She yelled. I laughed again.

"Get me an autograph." She said.

"Fine." I replied.

"So what are you doing right now?" Meg asked as she sat down on her couch.

"I'm out for a run."

"Music?" She asked.

"Hamilton. Obviously." I answered. She laughed.

"Song?"

"Helpless."

"HEPLPLEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!" She screeched, purposely making her voice crack. I laughed loudly.

"Ok Meg. I have to leave or my family will be up when I get back."

"See you!" She said. I hung up. When I stood, I noticed a person staring at me. A person I really did not feel like seeing right now.

Jasmine's POV

I woke up early again the next day. I attempted to get up but two strong arms that were wrapped around my waist held me down. I tried to get out but Ant pulled me closer to him. He kissed the back of my head.

"Ant let go!" I whined. He chuckled as I attempted to squirm from his grip. After a couple of minutes he released me. I kissed Ant on the cheek and bounded into the bathroom while he pulled out his phone.

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