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Ja'Nesha's POV

The next morning, I got up really early and started getting dressed. I put on my short, dark blue, jean shorts, my white, sleeveless crop top, and my white converses. I re-curled my hair, put my contacts in, and I grabbed shades and my Louis Vuitton purse. I had to look cute for my baby Ty. He always looked good for me, so I had to look good for him.

 He always looked good for me, so I had to look good for him

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When I got done getting ready, my phone began to ring.

"Hello."

"Hey, baby. I'm outside." Ty says.

"Bae, come to the door and be a gentleman."

"Only for you my love." he jokingly says.

Two minutes later, the doorbell rang.

I let my dad answer the door while I finished getting my things packed.

When I walked into the living room, Ty was talking to Sasha.

"Goodmorning." Ty greeted me.

"Goodmorning." I responded.

"You got one fine young man here, NeNe." Sasha complimented.

"Thanks. I looked all over for him." I joked.

Ty winked at me. "Where are your bags?"

"Follow me."

I led him to my room.

Just as we walked into the room, Ty wrapped his arm around my waist and began to kiss my neck.

"I missed you, Ja." he says.

"Don't you always?" I jokingly asked.

"Yes, I do." he seductively looked me up and down. "You look good."

"Thank you."

I handed him my suitcase and I carried my carry-ons.

"Bye NeNe." Sasha said once we walked to the living room.

"Bye, mama. Love you." I responded.

"Love you too, baby."

"Bye baby girl." my dad says.

"Bye daddy. Bye Jay."

"Bye." Jaya says.

Ty and I walked out to the car and put my stuff away.

"Bae, I need to go by my house and get my charger because my dad wouldn't take me."

"Alright." Ty responded.

We got into the the car and drove to my house.

When I walked into my house, the door was unlocked. Maybe my mom left it unlocked by accident. She might've came in late last night or something, I thought to myself.

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