It started with a photo
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"Group photo." I smiled holding my slushie in my hand. The three of them got behind me with their slushies.
"Slushie gang!" I yelled hopefully making them smile I took the picture. I looked at the picture and found myself smiling.
"Why do you look like that?" Bri asked cautiously peering over my shoulder. "Awe! That's hella cute." She gushed. Tristan looked like he was ready to spit out the slushie in his mouth while Bri looked happy. Adrian for some reason was looking at me smiling.
"We have to retake that photo, what you said caught me off guard and I almost choked on my slushie!" Tristan exclaimed reaching for the camera.
"Nope! I'm definitely keeping this." I smiled pulling my camera away from him.
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