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Dymond p.o.v
I hate this class man.

Tina: you know the answer to number eleven

Me: it's 5

Tina: huh how I got 3

Me: I don't fucking know

I rolled my eyes

Tina: ouu attitude

Me: I'm sorry Tina but I'm sleepy as fuck

Tina: well go to sleep

Me: nah I'm good

Tina: look he's staring at you again

I looked at Jacob

Me: ugh that nigga needs to stop

Tina: aww why

Me: one he acts like he slow or something and two I think he gay foreal

Tina giggled

Tina: aww dyme don't say that

Me: what I think it's true

I looked back at him and he was texting on his phone

Me: he probably texting a hoe or something

Tina: or maybe he just texting a friend

Me: mhm

The bell ranged

Me: thank the lord

I walked out with Tina following me

Me: Tina you coming over today

Tina: yeah

Me: alright girl see ya

Tina: bye
End p.o.v

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