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𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞

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𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞

♥ ♥ ♥
October 1st 1985

Graceland Harrington

Since our little weekend away, Eddie and I haven't talked much. I had thought I'd something wrong, but when I found a note in my bag when I got home from school today. All my worries washed away.

I'm currently getting ready for whatever it is he has planned for us. I know it's gonna be special, it's Eddie. He's such an angel, whatever he's got planned I know it will be perfect.

When I first met him a few months ago, I knew I would fall for him fast. But I wouldn't have admitted it then.

With my towel wrapped tightly around my body I walk over to my vanity and take a seat. I pull out my makeup bag and decide to go light with the makeup today.

It's about four o'clock so I don't want to melt off all my makeup. I sweat pretty easily, which has always been an issue with planning outfits and makeup looks so I don't want to look like an oily turkey while I'm with Eddie.

After putting on my eyeliner, mascara and light light blue eyeshadow I finally walk over to my closet.

I open the doors and look around at my clothes. Despite my sweat issue it's still pretty chilly. Since spooky season has finally arrived I decided to take my flared jeans I found at a thrift store in Italy and a dark orange short sleeve sweater I knitted last year.

I look down at my shoes and pick my dirty old red vans. The kicks have been with me every important occasion, this one seems pretty important too.

My first official date with Eddie. Wow. Crazy.

I quickly put them on and head down stairs. Luckily my hair air drys fast, because Eddie just pulled into my drive way.

I smile, grab my things and walk out the door. He jumps out of his van and makes his way towards me. I eye him up and down and take in everything.

He's wearing light washed jeans with a few rips in them wt the knees, he's wearing a dark red shirt with a red and black flannel over it. He's also wearing his chain belt with a few more chains hanging off his jeans.

Man does this guy look sexy today.

He smirks at me and pulls my face in for a kiss. I smirk into the kiss and lean into him. He moves his hands from my back to my ass, slightly lifting my feet of the ground as my back arches.

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