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Stella's POV- March 2016

"Call him, please? I want to meet him"

Sonia had a game tonight, and the whole family (with her cutie of a boyfriend) was having breakfast.

"Fine, but he's probably asleep" I said giving into her pout.

She smiled and I reached for my phone in my purse.

"How exactly did you meet him?"

"We met at Fanfest actually" I stated.

She looked at me and hummed.

"Did you now?"

Dad nodded as he took a sip of coffee.

"So like did he ask you out there or?"

I laughed.

"No" I said.

She raised an eyebrow.

"Mom and I bumped into him and Joc Pederson at Griffith Park the following day" I told her.

Mom laughed.

"Trayce had a little help from Joc who asked Stella for her number"

Sonia's eyes widened.

"He asked for Trayce" I explained.

"So like did he call you?"

"No" I said.

Dad chuckled.

"Anthony called him actually" I told her.

"What?"

"Trayce's phone hated him" I stated.

His phone stopped working, so he had a new phon; a phone that did not hate him and erase phone numbers.

"So are you going to call him?"

"Let text him to see if he's asleep" I told her.

I sent him a quick text,

Are you awake?

His picture appeared on the screen as my phone started ringing.

"Be nice" I told Sonia.

She grinned.

"Of course"

I smiled at Trayce as he appeared on the screen.

"Morning"

Trayce's voice was thick with sleep.

"Did I wake you?" I asked.

He shook his head.

"No, we got our wakeup call like 2 minutes ago"

He yawned and rubbed his face.

"I need coffee, and I blame Alex for that"

"Why?" I asked.

Trayce wasn't a big coffee drinker.

"He went on a Gilmore Girls marathon spree"

I laughed.

"Sorry about that" I said.

I had gotten his roommate, Alex hooked on Gilmore girls after he watched a few episodes with Trayce and I.

"It's fine, I don't mind watching it at a reasonable hour. I took the remote away from him at 4am"

I nodded.

"Do you mind talking with Alex for about a minute? I really need to use the bathroom"

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