CHAPTER 32 : DATE NIGHT WITH THE DUDECHARLOTTE’S POV Yesterday absolutely drained the life out of me. I mean, who knew selling cookies for six hours straight could feel like running an emotional marathon? Mrs. Cater was so sweet, but that woman had energy. She could probably run a small kingdom with the way she organized cupcake boxes and yelled, “SMILE, GIRLS!” every ten minutes.By the time Maya and I finally left the community center, my feet were crying. Not hurting, crying. They had emotions, they had opinions, they were judging me.When I finally got home, I kicked my shoes off like they were enemies and face planted onto my bed. My entire brain went blank for a moment until I remembered something.Sophie!!We hadn’t talked in a while. Not for any major reason, just life happening. School, drama with stalker girl, bakery chaos, and Sienna being Sienna. But still we were technically dating online, I don't think it's normal for couples not to talk, except lesbian couples do th
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