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Kassidy's POV
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After me and Aaron got in the car, I told him we had to pick him up at 4:30 and it was 2:14.
"Whatcha wanna do?" I asked.
"Well, since we can't go till 4:30, wanna grab something to eat?"
"Sure," I smiled, "Subway?"
He nodded, "And could I get a haircut too?"
"Yeah."
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When we got to Subway, a few fans bombarded us when we didn't even get out yet.
"This is normal?" I ask.
He nods again with a smile, "Here," he hands me a $20 bill.
"What do you want?"
"Meatball sub, and get whatever you want. If you have enough, go to Starbucks and get me a java chip with a full banana. Size doesn't matter."
I nodded and quickly got out with my hand trying to cover my face. I got in and closed the door behind me and got in line.
"What can I get for you today Miss?"
"Umm, a meatball sub....and a breast chicken sandwich."
"Sure, what do you want on the chicken?"
"Lettuce, provolone cheese, cucumbers, ranch, and could you toast that bread too?"
He nods and smiles. I grab some chips and wait at the end of the long table to get the sandwiches and pay.
The guy comes to the end and puts the sandwiches and chips in a bag.
"Could I get some chocolate chip cookies too please?"
He put cookies in the bag too, "$12.40"
I hand him the bill and he gives me change. I count it all and put it in my pocket.
The receipt prints out and he writes something on it, "Here ya go, have a nice one."
"Thanks," I walked out and headed to Starbucks, since I had enough for two drinks.
"Hello Ma'am, what can I get ya?"
"Two tall java chip fraps with a full banana, please?"
"Can I get your name?"
"Kassidy."
"Alright, that'll be $7.20."
I hand him my leftover change and he hands me the receipt. I walked to the little countertop. Checking my phone, it said 3:00. They slid the drinks on the counter and I grabbed them and left. I rushed to the car and there was no girls, thank god. Aaron opened the door for me because my hands were full and we drove off so he could get a haircut.
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When we pulled up to Aaron's barber, I heard something crumpling in my pocket. I pulled out the subway receipt and there was a note on it.
"Call me sometime? ;) 1234567890 Love you beautiful."
I rolled my eyes and threw the receipt in the back. I checked my twitter and instagram and nothing from Matt, well obviously not, but whatever.
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After about an hour, Aaron came out with a fresh haircut. Honestly, he pulled it off really good. It was a quiff and the sides were cut neatly. Fresh out da box...
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Life Isn't A Fairytale
Novela Juvenil"Life really isn't a fairytale." -Kassidy Perez