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its the next week on the monday. it's the school day again.

excitinnggg jej.

not

i haven't slept in 2 days i think. It was normal for me but i sleep better these days because of River or just this new life but now my birthday is coming up i can't stop thinking about it.

i was reading a book the whole night or on my phone scrolling trough tiktok.

now that i look at the time its 5:30 am. i,m sick of waiting for the time.

i stand up and i take my clothes of and get under the shower.

i get out of the shower en look at myself in the mirror.

i have bangs under my eyes i look awful.

that's gonna be a lot of make-up.

i walk out of my bedroom.

i grab a string and an bra and put them on.

i stand in front of my closet and grab some wide jeans and a sweater.

i stand in front of my closet and grab some wide jeans and a sweater

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i sit behind my make up table and do my make up.

i hear a knock while i put on some mascara.

"come in" i say.

the door opens and is see rivers head peak behind it.

"good morning sunshine." he says.

i smile at him. "good morning." i say and get back at putting some mascara on.

he sit down on my bed. " how did you sleep darling?" he ask

"great actually you?" i say lying becuase i didn't sleep at all.

" well without you it was hard but i slept yes." he says flirting.

i roll my eyes.

" why are you up so early it's 6:15AM?" he asks.

" i just wanted to. why are you up so erly then?" i ask.

"i had to do some things." he says.

I'm done with my lashes and put down my mascara.

i look at him confused." what was that 'thing' you needed to do then?" i ask.

"oh nothing you'll see." he says.

probably my birthday.

he knows about my birthday?

"is it somehting for my birthday?" i ask.

"maybeee" he says teasing.

i look away.

i don't like it.

i stand up and stand in front of my mirror and brush my hair.

River stands up and wraps his hands saround my waist.

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