Real.

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May 30th, 2007
7:00 P.M.
"Oh my god! Do you think he'll notice us? My outfit is like totally matching him!" Cora squeals. "I only wanna be noticed by Tom. We are for real a match we would love each other I can tell. We both know how fine we are, we both like to flirt with girls, we're practically the same person at this point!" I say, swooning at the thought of us together. "Honestly yeah. You two are actually really similar. The amount of all the bitches you both pull combined is probably more than the human population itself." She says while laughing. I chuckle a bit and turn back to my vanity. My best friend turns back to my full length mirror, posing while my fan blows her hair.

I finish my makeup and turn in my seat, away from the vanity. "Are we still matching outfits? You can dress similar to Tom!" Cora says, obviously excited. I sigh and respond. "Fine, but I'm not wearing a baggy shirt to a concert. I refuse." "Omg okay wait here, I'll pick something out and tell me if you like it." She says, not even giving me a chance to respond before she runs off into my closet.

She comes out with an entire outfit that's actually pretty cute.

(If you don't like it feel free to change it just make it similar to toms style)

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(If you don't like it feel free to change it just make it similar to toms style)

"Bro im bouta rock this shit, just wait." I say, grabbing the stuff and walking into my bathroom.

As I'm putting on my clothes I get to thinking. Bro there's like a million different girls he can date ain't no way if I ever do even get a chance he gonna stay with me. Which is stupid bc I'm probably gonna walk out of that stadium without even making eye contact with him.

I walk out of the bathroom and Cora looks over. "Okay girl I see you!" She says, standing up. I smile and spin around as if I'm showing off my outfit and continue walking toward her. "You ready?" I say, grabbing my car keys off my dresser and moving a piece of hair out of Cora's face. She giggles. "Hell yeah!" She says, still smiling. We walk out the door, down the stairs, and into the garage. We get in the car and head off.

       "Bro if we don't get recognized I will cry." I say, telling the genuine truth. "Real." Cora says.



















A/N: This was short asf but imma make a longer one tomorrow probably or tonight if I don't work on the Mid90s one.🤍

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