Can Someone Do A Soap With Me?
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Thread Topic: Can Someone Do A Soap With Me?
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(Aww) I walk up to Gianna. "Hey," I say. "Ready for tonight?"
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(Hehe.)
I look at Mason blankly. "Tonight?" I say cautiously. He'd probably not forgive me for forgetting tonight, if it's important. He knows me; I forget. -
"The party?" I say, "Everyone's going."
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Right. "Oh, yeah. I'm going."
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"So," I say nervously. I start to mumble.
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I lean. "Huh?"
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"Well, um." I mumble,"I was wondering if ya know, we could go.........."
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"Go where?" I say, smirking.
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"Together," I look down,"to the party."
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I smile. "Sure, that'd be fun," I say. "Pick me up at eight, 'kay?" Then I walk away.
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I watch her walk away. I'm dazed.
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When I head home, I get ready. By 7:30, I have on a short, black skirt with spider web tights, an fluorescent orange tank top and 3-inch black heels. I've put on a lot of make up, including eyeliner, glossy lips and smokey eyes.
I'm ready. -
I go home. Change into my dark ripped jeans and a black t-shirt. I spike up my mohawk. I drive to Gianna's house.
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My older sister, Tyra, climbs down the stairs and looks at me. "My God, why are you 'dressed up'? Going to a party? Got a bad date?" She says. I roll my eyes.
"The first one... and the second one. But he's not bad. He's cute. Mohawk and all." I reply.
"Ew, God, he's got a mohawk? That's so weird," Tyra says.
"Whatever," -
I walk up the steps and knock on the door.
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