The Third Turn

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(The picture at the top Justin Parker.)
When I reached the mall, I headed straight for the food court. On my way there, I noticed Justin Parker, an old 'friend' from high school walking toward me. "Hey babe!" He yelled across the mall. He walked up to me and kissed me, softly. I slapped him in the face right away. "What the h*** are you doing?" I asked. He looked at me, confused. "What do you mean? If we're getting married we have to act like we're in love." He said as he grabbed my hands and kissed me again. This time, I just looked shocked. "Why in the world would I marry YOU?" I slapped him again, harder this time. He grabbed my arm and started pulling me toward the janitors closet. He opened the door and stepped in, pulling me in with him. "What are you doing?" I asked. He looked at me, stunned. "Did your parents seriously not tell you?" He whispered. "Tell me what?" I whispered back. "Oh my God, they seriously didn't tell you." He sighed and brushed his fingers through his sleek black hair. "Tell me what?!" I repeated. "We're getting married, and your family is moving in with mine on Sunday." He said. I was so surprised, I'm pretty sure I blacked out for a second. A millisecond. Until my leg shot up and kicked him right there. (You know what I'm talking about ;))

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