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You went to the school with the famous and mostly beautiful, Rosé. BAM- •“Morning babies~!”• The whole class went at it, cheering for Rose, as she, obviously, brought food for everyone. She was rich, beautiful, and absolutely rich. Did I say that twice? Either so..

It’s the last day before summer vacation starts for everyone, so the teachers gave the students free days off. Everyone came to school to vibe out. The teachers was in the hallway and of course upstairs for meetings, as students roamed around the school block, at lunch, upstairs, or just vibing. While everyone was vibing, you were either asleep at your desk or just vibing to music, but Rosé did walk up to you, placing her hands on your shoulder and gently pulling you up, as she gave you a small kiss on your cheek, cupping your face and cherishing you in kisses. She was absolutely mad in love with you, always checking up on you, and if anyone dare tried to mess with you, then the diva would definitely stand up for you. Literally. She would act bossy, badass and rude just to make sure people know who they’re dealing with. —— •”There’s my little brown sugar baby~! How you doin’ today love?”

She smiled, just making sure you were okay. For the least.. It was what she could do for now. You went through many troubling times with your life, getting into situations you never wanted to get into, but after your family taught you the way of baking, and you finally learned how to bake certain foods, you decided to open a shop. In return, your family made an effort to help you, and help you they did. Selling everyday, until the richest people came into town, Rosé’s family, and once finding out you were the best shop for sweet treats and food around town, they decided to visit your shop. You made a great first impression with the father and mother just by a cake that represented their marriage, and they were such nice people! Even in a town full of middle-class folks, you being the low-middle class, they helped you and your family to reach one of the highest classes possible. You never forgot that day, and your family still bakes and sells, but you moved out, on your own.. ..’Darlin’?’… Sweeite?’…

—— •”Hellooo~? Sweet stuff! What is going on in that head of your’s, hun?”• She giggled.

Looks like you spaced out. Get it together, it’s the last month of school.