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Eleven.
"You know what?"
"You were so right about our cheating boyfriends but we were so blind to see through our apparent love for them" Chloe finally concluded.
So here I was back in school but we were in first period waiting for our teacher and we decided to catch up.
I missed this no matter how much I claimed I hated it. Chloe updated me on anything and when I say anything, I mean anything and everything including the details such as time, date and location. Yes. Location. She's that deep.
I haven't seen Mark yet or Chris or any member of the baseball team. Sigh.
"Kamara" Chloe whined "what's on your mind?"
I couldn't tell her. Or could I. I weighed the pros and cons. Pro: she would finally know I like him and can also update me on his movements. Con: she could totally tell him I liked him and I don't want him finding out from her. Right?. Pro: I would
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