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i woke up on a beautiful tuesday morning at 10:30. i almost forgot i had a meeting with warner records at 3:30.

i decided to call matt, so i picked up my phone and gave him a call, he doesn't answer so i call him again.

i waited and waited for him to answer but he didn't, so i called nick.

"hello?" i say concerned.

"hey what's up?" nick says.

"matt's not answering his phone." i state.

"really? i think he's out right now i don't know where he went." nick said.

"hm ok." i say annoyed.

"good luck on your meeting with warner today, call me after and tell me all about it okay?" nick says happily.

"yeah i will." i say distracted.

"love you." nick says.

"love you too." i say ending the call.

i throw my phone on my bed in frustration.

what could matt be doing? with valentine's day right around the corner, i don't know what to expect. he could be getting me something, or he could be cheating on me. i don't know.

i pick up my phone to see a text from madi.

madi🤍🫶🏽😘

madi🤍🫶🏽😘
hey biotch, can i come over?

tess💃🤍🫶🏽
yes please.

madi🤍🫶🏽😘
omw 🫶🏽

tess💃🤍🫶🏽
yay


"i'm here!" hear madi say as she walks in my house.

"i'm to my room! bring the oreos." i shout back.

"hey." madi says walking into my room setting the snack beside me.

"hey." i smile.

"soooo?" i she says sitting next to me.

"i've called matt 4 times today and he won't pick up." i say sadly.

"really? that's not like him." she says frowning.

"right?" i say.

"he's probably out buying you something for valentine's day." she smiles.

"yeah nick said that too." i say.

"now i have a meeting with warner records in a few hours so can you please help me pick a outfit?" i ask.

"of course." she says as we get up.

"you look stunning." madi says smiling.

"thanks to you." i hug her.

"it's almost time for you to go, i'll come with you to the meeting but i'll be next door. my friend lives over there." she smiles.

"sounds good." i grin.

we get up and hop into my car.

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