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" what's good vincent!"

khalieah yelled through

the phone.

"how the hell did you

get my number because

i sure as hell didn't

give it to you."

"all your information

is on the internet if you

dig hard enough.

spent all of last night

searching for your

address but found your

number instead." she

admitted. "anyway,

what're you doing?"

"i was watching my

highlights but i was

interrupted by YOU."

she flicked him off.

"i'm bored doing nothing

thanks for asking you

stupid dumb bitch."

she responded.

"anyway. i'm bored too

so i might as well stay

on the phone with you.

i still just don't understand

how you found my number."

"does it really matter

though? it couldve

been worse.. i could've

called your mom instead."

"you have my moms

number?!" he asked.

"i have your whole

family's number. don't

piss me off and i won't

do shit with them."

"okay it's getting

weird..." he trailed off.

"anyway, how do you

say your name now

that we're able to speak?"

he asked.

"kylie-uh." she informed.

"it's so ugly, i'm gonna

change my name legally

to elena gilbert when i'm

not lazy anymore."

"why elena? why not

kathrine?" he asked

she shrugged. "elena has

a ring to it, i like the name

better but katherine was

the better doppelgänger."

"word."

"anyway, what made

you wanna get on yubo?"

she asked, chewing on

a bottle cap.

"okay first of all that

chewing is annoying.

second off, i got the

app because my friend

mason told me i could

find some friends on there.

why'd you join?" he asked

"after me and my ex

broke up i literally

was so lonely and i crave

male attention so i got the

app." she explained.

"and did you get what

you were looking for?"

he asked.

she nodded. "kinda yeah,

basically i've sent my

nudes to over thirty people

on there and i've met up

with like 2 guys but everyone

there is horny it was getting

tiring so i just gave up."

"obviously you didn't

give up if you're talking

to me."

she rolled her eyes.

"because you're not a

horny fuck. and you match

my vibe, i fuck with you."

"okay but how did you

find my number?" he

asked.

"oh my god we're back

on this! nigga i am magic!"

she yelled.

"no deadass i need to

get whatever site you

find it on to take it down,

i have a following and

i cant have my information

that accessible."

"CAUSE OUR SONG IS

THE SLAMMING SCREEN

DOOR, SNEAKING

OUT LATE TAPPING ON

YOUR WINDOW!" she started

singing.

"WHEN WE'RE

ON THE PHONE AND

YOU TALK REAL SLOW,

CAUSE ITS LATE

AND YOUR MAMA DONT

KNOW!" vinnie finished.

"oh my god, you know

your taylor. let's get

married." she proposed

"okay!" he stared at the

screen for a second. "wait,

no, how did you find my

number."

"grrrrr." she growled

before hanging up the

phone.