Star's POV
My gymnastics tornament was today at 12 in the afternoon. I was in the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ eating breakfast. It was 8 o'clock in the morning. My breakfast today was سیب, ایپل cinnamon oatmeal. To my surprise, eating oatmeal at a slow pace made it even مزید lumpy than usual. I put my spoon down in my bowl and stared at my lumpy bowl of now cold oatmeal. "Sweetheart, آپ got to eat for the tornament", کہا my mom coming to sit اگلے to me at the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ table.
"I'm too disappointed to eat, Mom."
"I know آپ were looking foward to that date, honey. But you'll have other dates."
"But not with him."
"Tell...
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