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mika's perspective

   GIGI AND I arrived at jake's house, seeing a crowd of kids and reporters out there.

   i held gigi's hand, pushing everyone out of the way. "MOVE, I'M GAY!" i screamed out.

   jake was at the front of the crowd, and mumbled curse words as we approached.

   "WHAT'S UP FUCKER?" gigi yelled, as reporters gasped at her language. "i don't care about what you think about my language cUNTS!" gigi screamed at the reporters.

   most retreated back to their vans and drove off, but some stayed because they want some tea like me.

   gigi threw a nearby rock at jake, and i did the same. kids started to block our way, but we roughly pushed them.

   "I TOLD YOU, MOVE I'M GAY!" i screamed at a kid. once we got back into our car, i quickly drove off, as gigi fell asleep.

   "move i'm gay." i said to myself as there was traffic.

   "jesus christ i hate highways, with all this traffic like oh my jisoos-"

   right then and there a car crashed into us.

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