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~Next day~ ~Rose's POV~

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Hey Mitchel! There's a
Massive festival + flea market
2day,down town. Would u + ur
Friends wanna go??

Mitty
Hell yea!! Sounds Lit! We'll
Meet u @ the mall!!

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SWEET!! C u in 15??

Mitty
Hell yuh!!


I went in my bathroom,and I fixed up my hair,into two little buns. I changed into a nice outfit,and I went downstairs. I nibbled on some light snacks,and then went to the mall.

I soon arrived,and spotted the boys in the food court. I ran over and Mitchel hugged me. "Hey! I got you your favorite!" He said brightly,handing me the cup of coffee.

"Aww! Thank you so much!" I replied cheerily.

"Jesse,Pat,this is Rose. Rose,this is Jesse and Pat." He introduced. We shook hands.

"Mitchel tells us you're a witch." Jesse beamed.

I smiled and blushed. "That I am!" I replied proudly. "But that's for another day,we,have a festival to be attending." I added in.

"Off we go!" Mitchel chuckled.

"Ya! Noice!" Jesse replied loudly,with enthusiasm.

We walked back out,and we piled into the van. "Hey Rose,Turn on some beats yea?" Mitchel asked.

I plugged my phone into the aux,and turned on my Summer playlist,which contained,State Champs,Simple Creatures,Blackbear,Lights,Blink-182, All Time Low,Waterparks,N I G H T S, and Set It Off.

"I like your taste!" Jesse said with a wide smile. "Thanks!" I beamed!

We soon arrived at the festival,and Mitchel parked.

We got out,and we started walking around.

"Hey Mitty! Look! They got cool hats!" Christian said excitedly,taking him over to a tent.

"Are they usually stuck at the hip like that? I mean... I know Mitchel said life long best friends.. but uh.. are they usually always with each other?" I asked.

"Oh yuh,Totally. They met in middle school. Seventh grade. I was in high school at the time. Sophomore year." Clinton replied.

"He and Mitty met in music class. They got on the basketball team together. They've been inseperable since." Jesse chimed in.

"Whatcha on about?" Christian asked.

"Just telling Rose how you and Mitty met." Clinton replied. Christian's face lit up. He hugged Mitchel and kissed his cheek.

Mitchel smiled and blushed,and hugged Christian back. He softly kissed Christian's forehead.

"Are you together?" I asked. "Oh no not at all. We're just affectionate." Christian replied fondly.

"That's really cute." I replied. We continued walking around.

"Hey Rose! I found your niche!" Mitchel called,as I was admiring some sundresses and cute painted denim shorts. I walked over,and he held up some necklaces.

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"These are so gorgeous!! Oh wow!!" I fawned

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"These are so gorgeous!! Oh wow!!" I fawned. I pulled my wallet out.

"Oh shoot. I only have enough for two." I said.

"That's alright! I'll cover the third one!" Mitty beamed!

"Oh,I couldn't ask you to do-" I started.

"Seriously Rose. It's no problem really. Please let me treat you." He replied.

I felt my face heat up. "O-Okay... thanks." I replied. I handed him my twenty and my five,as he pulled a ten from his wallet. He handed it to the lady,and the lady put the cash in the register. She put the three necklaces in seperate ring boxes,and put them in a bag,and handed it to me.

"Thank you!" I said brightly. "And Thank you." She replied with a seemingly knowing smile.

The boys and I carried on.

~Later~

We arrived back at the mall,sun kissed,hot,exhausted,and full from all the delicious foods and pastries we'd binged on,but very happy.

"Hey Rose,would you show us your shop?" Jesse asked.

"Sure!" I beamed! We all walked over to my shop,and I unlocked it. We walked in,and the sweet aroma of the roses from yesterday,welcomed us.

The boys looked around,as I put fresh water in the rose vases. I looked at the time as I yawned. It was late. I stretched and let my hair down.

Soon,the boys had to head off. We all hugged,and parted ways. I walked out to my car,and started driving home.

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