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As I sit here, writing this down, I am thinking of Rose. Not the way I last wrote about her. This time, I'm smiling. But it's all fucked up how everything changed. It's not how I would of imagined. Yeah, the shit is you are suppose to keep your friends close and your enemies closer. But I'm keeping Rose closer closer; in my heart. She is so different, not like those golddiggers I entertain at school, she is actually real. This all feels so weird; writing this on a piece of paper that anyone can find. Currently my diary is missing. Again! Meaning more trouble to be added on to the one I am currently experiencing when that stranger reads everything. Maybe I'll start liking them too.

Iran lays the pen on his desk and stands up from his office chair. Through his window he sees Rose curled up staring at something in her hand. He walks closer to the window and lays his hand on the thick glass. He wonders what she is thinking about at the moment.

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It was nine o'clock at night and Rose couldn't sleep, Iran had left over six hours ago, now she felt alone.

She stared at the picture frame in her hand. It was a picture of her and Layla making silly faces. Rose had her tongue sticking out with crossed eyes. Layla held devil horns above her own head with a risen eyebrow, giving a confused look.

Rose chuckles, Layla was a piece of work, always do-

Ding!

She switches her attention to her phone that buzzed receiving a call. Her mind immediately went into panic mode, she hadn't received a call in days. The last time she was contacted was when Blake-

No, you're being ridiculous. Blake's threats are always empty, just pick the phone up, Rose tells herself.

Hesitantly, she reaches over and grabs the phone from her nightstand. The caller I.D. showed, ' Caleb.' Rose clicks the answer button and brings the phone up to her ear, " Hey Caleb."

" Rose? Hey, I was wondering if you were busy tomorrow, we c-" Caleb say quickly into the phone. Rose could feel him blushing through the device, he always did when he was nervous.

" Oh, Caleb. I've totally forgotten-" Rose face palms herself, how could she forget?

" About us? Our date?" The words came quickly.

" Yes?" Rose says biting her fingernail as embarrassment floated through her. " I-"

" Is there someone distracting you? Maybe another love interest?" Caleb asks coolly, too coolly.

" Maybe?" Rose now chewed on her thumb.

" I understand. I just wished you told earlier." He whispers, hurt lacing his soft voice. Rose squirms in her bed, she felt awful.

" I'm so sorry-"

" Don't be." Then he hung up. Rose stared at her phone in her hand, she didn't know if he was angry or okay. He talked as if he was okay with it, but when he hung up, it threw everything off.

Well, I'm not going back to that job anymore. Rose thought with a chuckle. She didn't even want to do it in the first place.

She plugs her phone in her charger and lifts her blanket, sliding into her covers, she decided to worry about the Caleb situation tomorrow, she was now tired. Rose yawns her last yawn before dozing off.

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