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CHAPTER TWO.
CHANEL walked into the grocery store in just booty shorts, a cropped cami with nike socks and slides.
She got stares as she made her to the noodle section.
Lake looked up just as Chanel walked past.
He haven't seen her in weeks and every passing day, Lake was thinking about her.
Chanel nodded her head to the music that played in her airpods as she picked up spaghetti noodles.
"Yo, Chanel."
Chanel tried to grab one of the boxes but couldn't reach it.
Lake noticed her airpods and smiled reaching overtop of her grabbing what she wanted.
Chanel looked behind her and smiled.
"Oh, hey Lake." She greeted pulling him into a hug.
She took out her airpod smiling up at him.
Lake chuckled still holding her.
"Wassup, how you been?"
Chanel smiled happy to see him.
He was all she thought about.
"Good, good... What about you?" She asked tilting her head.
"I'm straight and that's good..." Lake replied with a smile. "Ay, you busy today?"
Lake needed to be around her energy again.
She was intoxicating for some reason.
Chanel raised a brow smirking.
If it was plans to get out, she was down.
Jerome sent her out to get food to cook.
Jerome had been around since Chanel was 10, around the time her dad left.
Chanel mother, Naomi would always bring guys home from her broken heart but Jerome stuck.
You know how that shit goes...
"Nothing, wassup?" She respondes.
Lake eyed her and smirked, "My peoples having a cookout and... I miss you and think you should be my date."
Chanel giggled, "Yea, boy. I'll be yo date."
Lake laughed. "Bet, I'll come get you later."
They exchanged numbers and went on about they day.
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Chanel was done cooking and decided it was time to get ready.
