chapter three ☆彡

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charmaine's pov.

i sat by the pool, talking to anthony for way longer than i expected.

he was the type of guy that you'd immediately strike a friendship with, and that's what we did.

i checked the time, seeing it said 9:33. i hadn't even met noen yet.

i slowly lifted my feet out of the pool, "um, i'm gonna go to the restroom." i said.

anthony nodded, "okay, i liked talking to you."

anthony stood up, grabbing my hands and pulling me up also.

"i was wondering if i could have your number?" he asked.

i slowly nodded, "yes, yeah, of course."

he handed me his phone and i put what i remembered was my phone number.

"just text me." i said, then i left to find cynthia.

i walked into the house, seeing more people had showed up.

music was playing, people were dancing, the normal party stuff.

i made my way through all the people holding red solo cups, until i found cynthia.

"cynth, alert, we have a problem." i said, grabbing her hands and pulling her off the couch.

"wait, before you tell me," she began, pulling out of my grip.

she grabbed and boy by the wrist and pulled him in front of me.

"charmaine, this is noen. noen, this is charmaine."

i locked eyes with the boy.

this was my person.

and boy was he pretty.

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a/n

sorry this chapter is a lil short, cliffhangers are just fun lol.

anywhore, is reading stories better in the third person pov, or in the individuals pov?

asking for a friend.

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july

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