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kate's pov:

we both decided to watch high school musical and then go to bed. "goodnight, and i have a present for you," she says. "you're gonna let me go!" i ask, in excitement. "no," she says, bursting my bubble. "here," she says, giving me my phone back. i grab it and try to dial 911, but olivia grabs it. "looks like i can't trust you," she says disappointedly, and puts it back in her pocket. "no, please give it back!" i beg.

she shakes her head and says "i'll let you stay on it for some time and i will be there with you," she says. "invasion of privacy," i scoff. "you want it or no?" she asks. i nod my head like a 5 year old wanting candy. she jumps on my bed and hands me my phone. "can i be alone please" i beg, wanting my privacy. "don't push it," she warns.

most of the comments were like "are you okay" or "omg who!" and stuff

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most of the comments were like "are you okay" or "omg who!" and stuff. olivia says i have to post because i'm "famous" and people will be curios if i don't. olivia turns around to me and stares deeply at me before slapping my cheek. "oww!" i yell, holding my red cheek. "what the fuck is that post. change it or do something!" she yells at me. "no!" i yell back. "do. it. now. katherina" she says, smacking me each time. i nod my head in fear and quickly re-post something. 

"lost your fucking privileges," she says, grabbing my phone back

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"lost your fucking privileges," she says, grabbing my phone back. "it's my phone, not yours you know," i sass. "who do you think your talking to with that attitude," she says, sassier. "you, asshole," i sass back. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "Watch your mouth," she says. I rub my butt, trying to soothe the pain. "please let me go," i yell. she kisses my cheek and walks away, locking the door on her way out.

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