Prologue

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November 18, only a couple days before Thanksgiving. I was at a high school dance with my best friend, Jess, and my other friend Mady who only went to the dance because I invited her. She wouldn't have came otherwise. I secretly didn't want to go either but I thought that maybe it would be fun and to get out of the house but instead it was a waste of time. Well not completely,  it was fun but not the whole time.

Jess is a 14 year old girl, like me, who is average in tallness and absolutely loves being sarcastic which I can't say it doesn't fit her well because it does. She has a huge account that she owns with about 30,000 followers and she likes to play video games too. And she loves bands. Shes been my best friend for about a year now but friends for about 2 or 3. And Mady is just a girl that hangs out with us, no big deal.

Me? Well I love video games, music, food and thats pretty much it. Im not that social, I rarely talk unless im comfortable with you and I can play Call of Duty pretty well.

After the dance, Jess came to my house after to have a sleepover. My parents picked us up in the car and took us home.

Now Jess and I love to talk to people on the Xbox and meet new people and have fun. So when we came home, we hopped on Xbox on talked to Jess' friends, Luke and Michael. Jess has known Michael all her life mostly and has made out with him to when they were younger so lets say that they've had a interesting past. Shes only know Luke for a couple years. Jess and I got my mic on put it on to talk to them.

Luke and Michael were in a party together and decided to invite me and Jess. It wasn't unusual or anything because they always invite us to the party. Its kinda daily to me. I joined and during that I got to know Luke and we kinda hit it off. We were flirting pretty much the whole time and he would yell at me whenever I walked into the grenade he threw in COD. Sometimes I would do it on purpose though because I love it when he got irritated.

The thing was, was that he was different but a good different. He wasn't like other boys, he was funny and could make you smile. He was werid but I liked it.

It was about midnight and Jess and I were falling asleep on the couch so we decided to go to bed but Luke didn't want me to go to bed. He wanted me to talk to him but I was so tired. And he didn't care. So he kept texting me until I gave in.

I guess I did because if I never have, things would be different.

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