Matthew is bold. Chloe is regular font. Other is italics.
"Hey Matthew."
"Hey Sexy Cinnamon."
"Whatcha doing?"
"Nothing just hanging out with Abigail."
"Oh sorry. Didn't mean to bother you."
"It's okay. We are just chilling nothing really."
"So what's up?"
"Nothing I'm just bored."
"Hey Matthew I think I left my keys in your car can you go get it?"
"Yeah sure."
"Who are you?"
"I'm Chloe. Matthew's friend."
"Why did he call you Sexy Cinnamon?"
"It's a nickname he gave me a while ago. But hi Abigail nice to meet you I guess."
"Look here. Don't expect us to be friends. Just know he's mine and mine only."
"You sound jealous. OMG. Are you jealous of me?"
"Of course not. Why would I be jealous of you?"
"Babygirl it's okay to be jealous it's normal for a girl to get jealous."
"Listen here you little low class men or whatever I-."
"Trying to insult me when you don't even know who I am. That's pretty low. I can tell you're one of those girls."
"One of those girl's? What do you mean?"
"Why are you laughing."
"Babygirl you'll know soon."
"Hey I got your keys. Are you about to go?"
"Yeah. I have to go grocery shopping with my roommate. Apparently she can't get her stuff by herself."
"Well okay. Text me later when you're done."
"I will bye Matthew."
"First impression not so good. I don't like her already."
"What was that?"
"Nothing. Anyway how was your day Matthew?"
"It was good. What about you?"
"Good. Went to my morning class. Had to do my homework which I had a ton. Went to get my everyday snack at the cafe. You know the usual."
"That's good."
"Yeah. I can't wait until I graduate."
"Why is that?"
"I could sleep in and no more waking up early so I can get a good seat in class. No more homework and stressing out over essays. I can get a job and maybe get a dog."
"What kind of dog."
"Well technically I want a puppy but I want a beagle. I wanna name him or her pepper."
"Why are you laughing."
"Pepper? Really?"
"What it's a cute name."
"It's a condiment."
"And it's not like he or she gonna know what that is."
"True."
"So what did you and that girl do?"
"She came to my house and we went out to eat. Then we went to the movies and came back to my house and chilled."
"Has she met your Emma?"
"Not yet. Emma went somewhere but I'm planning on introducing them to each other either tomorrow or another day."
"Oh."
"Do you think your sister will like her?"
"I hope so."
"I know I don't."
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
"You said something. Tell me."
"I didn't say anything."
"Chloe you have 5 seconds before I start screaming."
"Five."
"Four."
"Three."
"Two."
"Fine. I said I don't."
"You don't what?"
"I don't like her."
"What? Why?"
"She's rude."
"What do you mean? She's the nicest person ever."
"No she's not. She's a bitch."
"Chloe come on don't call her a bitch."
"What? It's true she's a bitch who judges people knowing damn well she's doesn't know them."
"You're over exaggerating."
"Of course you would say that. Believe her over me. That's okay."
"Chloe."
"No Matthew. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
Chlo-."
"Bye."
Of course he wouldn't believe me. I should have never said anything like I was going to.
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Hope you enjoyed. Vote and comment what you thought. What do you think about Abigail? Do you think Matthew's sister will like her? Who knows. Find out later.
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