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Marisol's POV- April 2018

I took a seat on the floor and tried to catch my breath as my old dance partner, Manny stripped off his t-shirt.

"I forgot how much you sweat" I admitted.

He chuckled as he made his way over to his duffle bag.

"It's why I always wore black and navy tops for competitions"

"I'm just glad you never smelled," I told him.

Sure he sweated a lot, but he never smelled of BO. 

"The power of deodorant"

He slipped on a clean t-shirt.

"You helped me with my dilemma, and now we're going to go across the street to get some ice cream"

It wasn't even a dilemma.

"Oh Manny, you had everything under control" I stated.

Manny actually worked here during the weekends, and on occasion, he worked here during the week.

"I know you love me very much, but I'm not the reason why you left a baseball game before it even started"

As we waited to cross the street, he glanced at me.

"Start from the very beginning"

"I met Cody last summer" I began.

He shook his head.

"I know all of that, why'd you leave?"

"Desi actually announced that we were leaving," I said.

He hummed and hooked arms with me as we crossed the street.

"Well someone had to piss her off"

That's very true.

"So who pissed her off?"

"Cody's mom and sister" I answered.

"How?"

"They were a bit rude to me" I replied.

He frowned.

"So you're telling me that you let them talk to you that way?"

Kinda.

"Like I totally get the respecting old people and whatnot, but if you're being a bitch then you should be treated like a bitch"

"She's Cody's mom," I told him.

He rolled his eyes and held the door open for me.

"Like I get that you want to be respectful to her, but she's being rude and getting away with which is why she continues doing it"

True.

"So what did she say that made Des snap?"

"She told her daughter that I wouldn't last long" I replied.

He hummed.

"Well that's rude, I hope you two get married"

I laughed and got in line. Once we ordered our ice cream, we took a seat in a small booth. 

"Quick question"

I signaled for him to ask away.

"Is this the same guy who stood you up last November?"

The second I bit my lip he shook his head.

"No"

"He didn't stand me up on purpose, his mom did" I explained.

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