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Life Now
Gabriella's point of view.:
It was my first day of 8th grade. 14 and the not so pretty girl. I felt alone.
I got up by the sound of my cell phone.
"Hello," I asked.
"Hey Brie," said a unknown voice.
"Hey buddy," said Gabriella. (His name isn't Buddy,)
"Do you want my mom and me to come pick you up today?"
"I would love that. What time do you want me to be ready by?"
"7 o'clock. Okay Brie."
"Alright Troy. See you then."
They hung up.
I got out of bed and took a shower. Next, I chose to wear my pink Hollister shirt that said Hollister on it, with blue skinny jeans.
Ding Dong!!!
"Hey Gabby," said Troy.
"Hey Troy," Gabby smiled and kind of blushed.
"What is wrong with you Brie?" asked Troy curious.
I finally noticed that I was blushing and said, "Nothing Troy. Lets get going to school."
"Okay," Troy was still not believing her.
Troy's Point of View.:
We didn't talk the whole way to school. I didn't even believe her lie before we got into the car. I think she likes me. Should I tell her. No. No. The silent is making me think to hard. Wait we are at school now.
I grabbed my books, "Bye Mom."
"Bye sweetie. Wait sweetie give mommy a kiss."
"MOM!!!"
"I see your mom still thinks you're a little kid."
"Yeah she does. Gabby I have to-"
BELL RINGS
"I tell you at lunch."
"Okay Troy. Wait Troy tell me now we have the same home room teacher."
"Okay. Do you like me?"
Gabriella's Point of View.:
"Why you ask that?" I felt nervous inside.
"I was just asking because you were not acting like yourself this morning."
"Well. I-I-I"
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