Chapter 3

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Kristen's pOv

I picked up the phone stuttering as I said "Hello?" ( Rob is bold) ( kristen is italic)

Kristen? Kristen I've missed you so much! I'm sorry planted you as a cheater! I was growing feelings for you!

I did for summit entertainment and Zander and our careers! k?

Zander I missed my baby boy so much!, Rob was his father, he was a beautiful mistake we made, he lived in Australia with my aunt ohh I missed him and his chubby cheeks so much I can just picture him right now, he had dirty blonde hair, green eyes, puffy cheeks and a crooked smile I thought.

Fine Rob we can't work it out though I'm sorry!

I hung up and ran to the living room where Joe was, I sat on the the recliner staring at the t.v.

Joe mind if I go to the beach? I asked him after a few minutes if silence.

Sure be back soon though k? he answered as I walked up to his room grabbed my clothes and yelled "Joe! could I borrow a shirt please?!"

Ok! stop yelling! he screamed as I walked down the hall only wearing a bra and shorts.

I stopped in his view.

Joe's pOv

Whoe! Kristen is that all your gonna wear? Don't you think it's a little much?" "But don't mind me, just stay in my view for 2 more minutes k?" she looked so hot! Man! that rocking body! I thought Absentmindedly as I stared at her.

"Joe? ofcourse I need to wear something!" I said as I waved my hand back and forth in front of his head.

Oh...oh sorry Kristen I was gazing! I'll go get a shirt for you" I ran through the halls scrambling in my drawers for a shirt. I found it! I threw my guess shirt that said " Don't kill my vibe "to her.

Kristen's pov

Thanks! Joe I yelled running through the halls putting the shirt on, grabbing the keys to my truck (which I think he brought back the other night) wearing a white and blue striped 2 piece bikini, short shorts, Joe's shirt, and my favorite converse snickers.

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At the beach.

I parked the truck at the beach. Not knowing if any of my friends were there I went to play volleyball. Arguing in my head, I playfully ran took, my shirt off

And headed for the ball. I shot it up in the air. Playing with shirtless guys was easy and distracting. Without warning though a guy headed for the ball the same time I did. I fell. Someone caught me. I was Zack! Zack frickin Efron! my friend and crush.

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