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One thirty...

One thirty in the fucking morning-and I'm sneaking out.

Faith and Blair will be here soon to come get me-we're going to that underground arena.

It kind of sounds like the one that Noah designed. But I know it isn't. Everyone knows about our arena, but the one Faith and Blair go to... I've never heard of.

Oh well. It'll help.

I had just finished finished tying up my shoes when Faith texted.

From Faith:

1:32am- wear sweatpants a sports bra and running shoes. Be there in a few min

To Faith:

1:33am- k

Jokes on her, I already had that on. I had my Nike running shoes tied up on my feet, my black, Nike sweatpants sitting comfortably on my waist and my dark red, Nike sports bra. (Below)

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And my long, brunette hair was tied up in a high pony tail

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And my long, brunette hair was tied up in a high pony tail.

Faith texted once again, telling me that they were here.

I quickly stood up off of my bed, holding my phone in my hand.

My legs lead me over to my window where my right hand then quietly opened it up.

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