Felicia:Soooo,last night my parents went on the wedding and me and my brother were home alone.He bought weed,and we like smoked weed and drink vodka.Oh God, last night were the best.You should try smoking weed it feels different,it definitely opens your mind when your eyes are closed,makes you happy and think of different things you have never thought before.Me and my brother Alex had one of those of deep conversation about Universe.
Megan:Really?You can't even spell your name.
Diana:I wish I had an older brother like Alex to do these things.
Ines:Yeah,I wish I had Alex,but not as my brother. If you know what I mean.
Megan:Okay,shut up you pervert.Marcel just texted me.
Diana:What is he saying?
Megan: He says: Meet me after classes.
Diana:I think that's about the surprise.
Megan:You don't say!
Ines:Someone will lose her virginity tonight!!
Megan:Shuuutt upp!I told you I will lose my virginity with my husband after marriage.Is it clear?
Ines:Yeah got it.The bell rang.Thank God is Friday...
Megan POV.
I went home and then on my table,I found a stick note and a gift on the table:Dear Meg,I'll be at your place at 9pm.Open the box and wear this dress. Love you Marcel.
My jaw drop.Marcel is my Charming Prince. I opened the box and there was a long dress.I hate to say it but Marcel got style and this dress was beyond of my expectations.I got 5 hours left.
*5 hours later.*
I made the last touches of makeup and then the door bell rang.I went to the door and opened it.There it was Marcel in suit and tie.My jaw drop but I tried to control my thoughts,feelings,words.He brought me a bouquet of red roses smiled and then he said:
Meg you look gorgeous.
Megan:Thank you.Hm You don't look bad.
Marcel:Thank you Sweetheart.He leaned closer and kissed my forehead.Then took my hand and lead me to his car.He opened the door and I got in.Then he sat on driver seat.He was focused on driving but then a few moments late he said:
Lets listen to some music. He knows I love Tyga but I love Marcel more of course.He reached for my hand and then we hold hands...Just girly things.
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Friends.
Teen FictionNothing but heaven itself is better than a friend who is really a friend.