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I scoffed, "Like hell i'll let you. You hardly let me touch yours."

"Fine you get to drive mine If I drive yours. Deal?"

"Deal."

"Got to go. Text me later?"

"Yeah I will. Take care girl."

"I always do. Don't forget to send the car's picture. I love you!. She said.

"I will. Love you too sweetheart, bye." She cut the call and I fell back on my bed, closing my eyes to go back to sleep.

Nicki Minaj's Pound the alarm blared from my phone making me groan as I switched off the alarm. I pulled my resisting body from the bed and went into the bath room to take a bath.

I finished and went to my wardrobe to pick the outfit I would wear to work. I put on a dark grey chunky knit sweater, dark slouched jeans and a pair of vintage boots with a dark brown chic hat to cover my hair.

Grabbing my phone and house keys, I went to the kitchen and made myself a bowl of cereal. After eating, I made coffee, added little milk and lots of sugar and poured it into a plastic cup and and covered it with a lid, taking it along with me.

Deciding not to use my bike today, I made my way to the bus station while drinking from my coffee. The bus came and I boarded it to work.