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"I'm going to miss you." The seventeen-year-old croaked, trying to stop herself from crying more. "I'm going to miss you too." The Canadian replied, kissing the top of her head, wiping the tears that keep falling from her eyes. The contact was soon broken when his name was called for the third time, prying himself away from the blonde. "I'll call you everyday." He promised, kissing her forehead. Letting out a deep sigh, the Oklahoma native just watched as the boy she spent two whole weeks with leave, giving her a final wave before he was ushered inside the car.