CHAPTER EIGHT

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I sat on the bed, messaging Justin on Twitter. He texts back.

Ariana: hi
Justin: hey, what's up?
Ariana: Nothing much. Just texting you.
Justin: oh, is anyone home?
Ariana: yeah...
Justin: Oh... I wanted to come over.
Ariana: we're so bipolar... one minute we're awkward and then we're fine after lol.
Justin: you know, since our dads' have a week off from campaigns... maybe we can secretly hang out sometime :)
Ariana: I'll check my dad's schedule and you'll check yours?
Justin: if only my dad ever left his office
Ariana: tell him that something happened or whatever so you can sneak in
Justin: k

I walked over to my dad's office. I looked at his board where he kept his schedules. He's basically going to be free on Saturday and Sunday, and he will be going out those two days to hang out with old friends.

I went back to my room. I plopped down on the bed and grabbed my phone. I checked Justin and I's convo.

Ariana: my dad won't be home on Saturday and Sunday.
Justin: my dad won't be home all week. So, I'll be coming over on Saturday and Sunday.

I smiled. I can't wait for this weekend.

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