pt2

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* school bell rings *

" hey Isabelle. "

look behind. " hey Nick. Belle , just Belle. " walk together to classroom.

" good morning girls. " said Belle as soon as she come and take her sit.

" morning pretty. " said Kiara.

" hey , you sit here? "

" yes? your place? beside me? " she point at Nick sit

" yea. hey i know it " he whispered

" know what? "

" why they didnt bullied you. "

" why ? " giggles

" because you are pretty. " wink and goes play with his gang at back.

" what? " chuckles

* skip school *

* on way to go back *

" i didnt knew you live around here. "

" shoot! fuck u make me scared! yea why? "

" hahahah im sorry pretty. im living here too. where's yours? "

", there. " point to black postbox.

" cool , black. aesthetic huh? your favourite colour. am i right? "

" yes. i made it. i was mad at my father. "

" shoot. we're neighbors. " stand front of her house.

" oh really? you here? " point to next house with pink postbox.

he nod.

" and i bet you did this? " goes to the postbox.

" hahahahah hell yea. but not bcs im mad i just bored and hve nothing to do. but now if i get bored or what , i will simply come to your house and ask you to go out with me. " wink

" stop wink. or i pull you eyeball out. yeaa of course. i would like to."

" relax honey. go inside and have a rest. maybe i ask you out later. " wink again.

" stop. okay bye "

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