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Bryson p.o.v
I was laying in bed looking at my award..my parents weren't home and everyone i know is busy well not everyone

Me: ay

Yasmine: hello

She was looking at me through the phone

Me: why didn't you come last night

Yasmine: my dads car wouldn't start so yeah

Me: oh

Yasmine: but congrats on winning though

Me; thanks

Yasmine: your welcome

She propped her phone up on her dresser

Yasmine: anything else you want

Me: yeah that kiss was uh

Yasmien: was what

Me; you wanna be my girlfriend

Yasmine giggled

Yasmine: dang Bryson you must be sprung off of me or something

Me: i might

She smiled at me and I smiled back at her

Yasmine: fine I'll be your girlfriend

Me; good no-

Yasmine: send me your address.. I'm coming over

Me: bet

I texted her my address

Yasmine: see you soon

Me; bet
End p.o.v

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