"What we have needs no title and never did."
Yet, as the days ran into weeks which quickly ran into months, it seemed like the only thing we needed was... a title. A title that would express every word left unspoken. A title that would see every ge...
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Alana
We walked into the homecoming dance late as hell and high off our asses, and I knew I was maybe a bit too high when my ears began to hurt from the volume of the music. Malaysia was linked onto me by my arm and was simply ready for the after party. We'd hotboxed with Third before he dropped us off and we were damn near fried. We looked cute though, that's for sure. Lay and I had turned the mall inside out almost and found a cute dress for her.
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The gym was full of people and they all seemed to look our way as we entered. I was used to it but Malaysia mumbled. "What's they problem?"
Chuckling at her tone, I informed her. "They don't have one. They're just looking."
She suddenly smiled as she spoke through it. "Oh. My bad."
I looked away from her to try not to die laughing and my eyes locked with Janet's. She was across the room talking to another AP but her eyes were solely on me. It made my breathing hitch as she smiled and licked her lips before looking back at the man she was talking to. Excitement drilled through my body knowing that the end game of tonight would be at her place.
My thoughts went short lived when Lay and I saw Cameron and Joelle walking our way. Joelle squealed when she got closer to me. "Oh my gosh, you two look amazinggg!"
"Thanks. So do you." Lay complimented her back.
"We always compliment each others outfits." I commented with a laugh.
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