• Im Over It

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                           *A Month Later*
(Dee's pov)
I've been staying at London's house for about a month now and I've established that I'm going to go house shopping today. I've talked to London about it but she was just saying that I could stay with her. I didn't wanna invade her space and I know people love to have their personal space every once in a while.

"Oo look at this house"

I flipped my phone screen to London so she could look. She stopped eating her cereal and grabbed my phone to flip through and look at the house.

"Yeah I like it" she smiled.

I kept looking through houses until I found this one.

"This is the one.. this is it"

I jumped up and did my happy dance. London looked at me as if I was crazy. I laughed.

"What? This is my happy dance"

"Yeah I know, you need a new happy dance cause that's not it"

I frowned.

"Hater"

***
Me and London were now at the house that I was looking at. I went into one room and came out another. I already had a plan for what I wanted to do. There was a big room with a closet. This was ofcourse going to be my room.

I kept looking until I found the bathroom

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I kept looking until I found the bathroom. It was so beautiful.

"Aye Dee where you a- oh there you are"

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"Aye Dee where you a- oh there you are"

She examined the bathroom.

"This is nice"

"Yeah, very. This definitely makes me want the house"

"This is awesome, imagine the things I'd do in this bathroom"

She smirked. I nudged her.

"Hey what was that for?"

"No reason"

We both walked out the bathroom to find the man that brought us to the house. I told him I wanted to house and I signed all the paper work and all that good stuff. He told me he'd give me a call when I can move in, they were still working on the house a little bit but it wasn't gonna take long.

After that all happened we got in the car and drove around.

"You hungry?"

"Starving.."

"What you want to eat lil mama"

"Eeew dont call me that"

I hit her arm. She laughed.

"Whaaat I was joking... now what do you want?"

"Uhm, what do you want"

"Look I asked first"

"Fine, chic-fil-a"

We pulled into the drive way of chic-fil-a and waited until we got to the intercom.

"Welcome to chic-fil-a how may I take your order"

That voice....sounded so familiar.. a little bit too familiar.

"Yes um can I get two spicy deluxe sandwiches with two large fries. Also can I get cookies and cream milkshake and a large mac and cheese"

"Ok ma'am is that all for today?"

"Yes"

"...your total is 23.60"

"Ok thank you"

We pulled up from the intercom and waited in line.

It was silent. She looked over at me.

"Hey, you good? Why you so quiet" she grabbed my chin.

"That voice... it sounded like.."

"I know I know, you don't have to speak to her nor look at her. Hey if you wanna get in the backseat you can..."

"No, it's ok. I just won't speak to her, plus she's at work that's unprofessional and not allowed"

"Ok ba- Dee... I meant Dee"

She chuckled.

I eyed her and smiled. We turned the music on while we waited in line. The line finally moved and we were up next at the window.

"Hello, your total was... 23.60"

London handed her her card and she took it. After a few seconds she gave it back and we locked eyes. I looked away quickly and stared out the window next to me. London took her card back and waited for our food to be given to us. I looked back at the window and she was walking away from the window. Someone came and replaced her spot and gave us our food.

"Here you go, have a nice day"

"Thank you, you too"

We pulled off and drove until we got stopped by a red light. London looked over at me.

"Its ok Dee, it's in the past. I know you're over it"

"Yeah... im over it"








I might end this book real soon. Ima make another book but im still figuring out what I want to happen in that story.

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