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I really don't understand Jax. How could he be so annoying?" I groaned, dialing Jax's phone for the umpteenth time but like he had been doing since this morning, he hadn't been answering my phone call.
"You're missing your boyfriend?" Ensley plopped herself on my room bed, laying her tummy and her elbows on the bed, propping her chin on her palms.
"I don't miss him." That was a big lie. I missed him, and I was only going to admit that to myself.
"Are you sure? You look so worried because he hasn't responded to your calls all day." She smirked.
"I wouldn't be worried if it weren't on my birthday. He has been on and on about how he hasn't forgotten my birthday but look— he hasn't seen me, wished me happy birthday, or even CALLED ME!" I ranted.
"Relax, girl. He's p
