Trouble's P.O.V.
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~ A couple of months later ~
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~ Both age 13 ~
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"This is the last day of school, are we seriously not gonna trade numbers?" Trey asked Sabel as we walked to our next class.
I rolled my eyes as she fed him some story about not having a phone. She has one, she just never uses it. Not like other girls anyway. She's just making excuses because her mom flipped on her again for hanging out with our delinquent group. Sab can get away with chilling with us at school, but she's not so confident about the summer.
However, I have Sabel's number, and she has mine, so we're totally good for summer vacation. Sab and I usually only talk when things get really bad at home for eith
