Prom prt.2
I walk downstairs and grabed some white high heels, grabbed my purse then walked out. I waited outside for the boy. Hours pasted and i was sitting on my porch crying, "h...he lied to me:(" then i hear a voice "S..sorry im late...but the proms over im sorry" the boy says and he grabs my hand "lets go" then he pulled me to his car, i whiped my make off the bottom of my eyes "w...where r we going?" He never answered me, he just drove. Then he stoped on the edge of a hill. "We are here" he says smiling, he grabbed my wast and pulled me closer to him....
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