𝚃𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎. ☦︎

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒚

Today you had to go to Vances house for the project, you literally had to re in act two romeo and juliet scene, with
𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑. You were so nervous.
You both had your costumes for rehearsal, you are Vance would have to decide for a script of the scenes to print out when you got to his.
You got ready for the day, and put your costumes in your bag.

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚏𝚒𝚝 !! ^^^^ ❤︎

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𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚏𝚒𝚝 !! ^^^^ ❤︎

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚏𝚒𝚝 !! ^^^^ ❤︎

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𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚎 ^^^^ ❤︎

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You grabbed your bags and out of your house after spending ages cleaning up after your dad again. Typical.
Locking the door and heading towards Vances house, he didnt live too far.
As you walked down street after street, you saw the guys that Vance usually hung out with. Looking over to them, they all gave you a really dirty, deadly look. You shot it right back at them and they looked away, you could tell that they were talking about you though. Ignoring it you got to Vances house.

𝐾𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑘, 𝐾𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑘, 𝐾𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑘.

The door opened, steadily. With that you could tell that it wasnt Vance.
"Y/n!! Vance said you would come over so he is getting dressed up for yo-" James got cut off by Vance who smacked his hand over James' mouth and went infront of him, smiling guilty.
The smell of 70s' hairspray wafted in your face, it wasnt bad though. It was nice.
"Dressed up huh?" You smiled as he death stared James.
His head turned to you.
"No! Shutup!" He quickly said.

He was wearing a black Iron Maiden tank top, ripped cuffs on the short sleeves. Revealing toned muscles.
Jeans with a black belt.
His curled long blonde hair rested on his shoulders, it looked light and fluffy. His eyes blue like lost sapphires in a gemstone cave.
"Done staring?" He smirked, you came out of your trance.
"I wasnt staring!" You defended.
"Mhm." He teased.
You went inside under his arm that was leant on the door.

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