Chapter (5) *2 days before we go back to school*

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*1 Year later*

*JazzPOV: I woke up this morning bored asab sike naww, But frfr i woke up did what i had to do and put on some clothes something simple cuz we not goin anywhere to day so way get dressy*

*TreyPOV: I was sleep i felt jazz get up i was finna get up but i didnt wanna bother her so i let her go, When she came out the bathroom dawg it smelt so good ion know what soap she use but damn then when she got in the bed she layed on me and her hair smelled good ashhh dawg i was inlove but lemme get dressed*

Trey: Jazz you smell good

Jazz: Thx love.

Trey: What body wash you use

Jazz: Ion know the name but that shit smell good

Trey: Yeah ik im finna use it

Jazz: NOOO

Trey: Damn, Why cant i use it

Jazz: Cuz that is the only stuff i use i gotta whole case at home but still dont touch that

Trey: Ok lawrd

Jazz: Use it if you wanna smell like a girl

Trey: Ill pass

Jazz: Ok then, And go take a shower

Trey: Ok girlllll

*Trey takes his shower*

Jazz: *On ft hangs up fast when trey come out* Heyyy

Trey: Who was you on the phone with

Jazz: Nobody

Trey: Jazz dont lie to me

Jazz: Im not lyin, im goin downstaris *Leavin her phone*

Trey: *Puts his fingerprint in*

Jazz: *walks in* I forgot my pho... TREY WHY IS YOU GOIN THROUGH MY PHONE

Trey: So you was talkin to yo boyfriend right

Jazz: Yeah you im talkin to you rn

Trey: Jazz stop playin with my dawg

Jazz: Gimme my phone damn *Takin it*

Trey: Why you doin this to me jazz

Jazz: Damn im not doin shit but lovin yo ass

Trey: Jazz who is "Baby" Then

Jazz: Stop tryna snoop, and call it

Trey: Ok call it i wan see who this is

Jazz: *Calls it* Hey baby

???: Hey wyd

Jazz: *Gives trey the phone* See

Trey: Hey queen

Queen: Umm hey why you got jazz phone

Trey: Cuz your contact is baby and wen i walked outta the bathroom she hung up fast

Queen: Its cuz we was talking bout something

Trey: Ohh okay *Gives jazz back her phone*

Jazz: I told him

Queen: So did you tell him you like him yet

Jazz: Queen oml he wasnt outta the room this nigga on my legs

Queen: Tea is spilled

Jazz: Bye queen *Hangin up*

Trey: So you like me huh....

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