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After Brianna and I were forced to apologize to each other, I returned to my room and freshened up.

Once I was done, I sat in front of my mirror. I picked my hair brush and brushed my hair. Brushing my curls made them fluffy and slightly scattered. I didn't care. I wanted to look like I didn't give a damn that day. I wanted to show in some sort of way that I was having a bad day.

My phone rang and I picked it.

"Helloooo, baby gurl!"

"Hey, Yazz. ...