"So tell me love.. how'd you really end up here?" His left shoulder slightly touching my right shoulder as we're sat side by side. We both slouch since the benches didn't have a back support and just stare straight ahead at the stilled cherry blosso...
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February 1, 2018
Danielle Scott
"You should totally wear that, but with a few buttons undone. Here, let me help." I undo the first few buttons from the top of his shirt and fix it up for him before walking away and towards the mirror to finish my look.
"Your tattoos peeking through the see-through material of your shirt will definitely work charm on the New York ladies!" I tell him raising my eyebrows in astonishment because of how good he looks. I stand in front of the mirror applying my last makeup touches.
"It's your 18th birthday, you deserve all the attention on you!"
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"Yeah, it's my birthday, but if anything you'll be the one turning heads when you walk through the door tonight." He eyes me through the mirror with a little smirk while he tucks his dress shirt inside his pants, buckling his pants afterwards. For some reason, I lightly blush and finish applying my lipgloss while also fixing my red dress catching his intense stare.
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That was the strangest glance we've ever exchanged between us.
I couldn't quite decipher what he meant with that look.
