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Chelsea
I yawned as I stretched my body letting out a loud ass groan . The smell of bacon and eggs made me sit up and I frowned wondering if Mom had came back earlier than she said she was .
Pulling the covers off my body I slid my feet into my slippers and headed downstairs to the kitchen .
To my surprise Nicky was standing behind the stove preparing breakfast , humming & dancing as she did so . She was obviously in a good ass mood which was unusual .
For one she wasn't a morning person and for two every morning she woke up with a nasty ass attitude as if somebody pissed in her cereal or something .
I looked at her strangely and my eyes instantly went from her to the bouquet of red roses on the counter .
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" You hungry ? " She asked looking at me with a smile plastered across her face .
" Yeah , I can eat . " I walked to the fridge grabbing the jug of orange juice and a glass out the cabinet .
" It's almost done . " She said scrambling the eggs .
I sat down at the dining table still watching her and her odd behavior . Why the hell was she so happy ?
" Soooo anything you wanna tell me ? " I asked
" Actually there is . " She smiled picking up the bouquet of roses and bringing them over to me . " These are for you . "
I chuckled . " Um , Nicky , what's this for ? You didn't have to get me roses . "
" Oh , I didn't give you those . " She went back to cooking . " Kentrell did . "
