Twenty-Eight:

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Days passed, and it was the night of the dance. I did my hair, make-up, and put on the dress. Then my door bell rang. I heard my father answer it. Oh god! I hurried finishing my hair, and make-up. I rushed down the stairs, and saw Luke wearing a tucks, with a black pock a dotted bow tie. Of course he still wore his lip piercing, and hair styled the same way, but it was cute though.

"Shall we go?" Luke gave me a big smile.

I just looked at the ground messing with my feet, then looked back up and answered,"Sure." With a smile back to Luke.

We got to the dance and the music was playing very loud. But I was used to it because of how loud my headphones play.

In the middle of the dance Luke said,"I'm going to be leaving again in a couple days."

"What? No. You can't. Why?" I say.

"Tour is coming up again, and I kinda have too. You can come with us." Luke says.

"I can't go with you. I have to have an education and my dad wouldn't let me go!" I explain.

"Oh... I'm sorry Cass. I have to though." I roll my eyes as Luke says,"We could, umm... We could do long distance?"

I sigh,"Luke, I can't. I just can't. I'm sorry." I hug him not wanting to let go.

"So this is like our first/last date?" Luke looks upset.

"I guess so." We hug again.

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