The New girl

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Bre: I'm not going up in there Lizz.

Lizz: girl yes you is and my stuff in here and I'm not going in by myself.

Bre: fuck that shh

Lizz grabbing her pulling her in the house. Lizz starts talking whispering

Lizz: let's go to the living room

Bre: can I at lease be behind you ion got no gun.

Lizz: go head cry baby

Lizz and Bre tip toeing to the living room and sees some one head. Pointing the gun

Lizz: don't move

Girl: um Lizz it's me. What's going on I thought you knew I was coming. I texted ya phone

Lizz: janee?

Getting up from her seat.

Janee: yes Lizz. I texted ya # you ain't text back. When me you and the girls was on the phone you said if you not here your spare key under your flower pot.

Lizz: I didn't get a text

Lizz walked up to janne for a hug. Then walks to the kitchen to get her a drink cause she was scared to death.

Lizz: I gotta get a drink this bitch scared me. We was at the church. You talked to everybody else Janne.

Janee: they said they will be here on tomorrow. When the party?

Bre: this weekend, I'm finna go to bed I'll talk to y'all in the morning

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