Chapter 23

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I ended up wearing a white top with a blue skirt, and borrowed Trent's leather jacket that he gave to me because it "wasn't his style after all".

"Awe, you look amazing, I'm so happy for the both of you," Porsche gushed.

"Seriously if you end up staying here waiting to ask me for details, I will literally move back home," I threatened.

She laughed. "Yeah, we both know you won't."

"Okay, I'm going before I end up throwing something at you."

"'Kay then, have fun!"

I met Alice downstairs, she was wearing a black dress that went just above her knees and it matched her hair. She looked beautiful.

When I told her this she smiled, and blushed, and had to look away.

"Thanks, but I wish I looked as amazing as you do," she replied.

I've got to admit it, the girl is smooth.

Sparing the details, we had a really nice time.

I'll admit something else; at one point I reached out and brushed my fingers against hers.

She interlocked her fingers with mine, and I let her. We ended up holding hands the rest of the way.

Outside of the room I shared with Porsche, and we were still holding hands.

"This was really nice, I'm glad we did this," I said.

"Me too. Until I see you again?" Alice asked, smiling.

I smiled back and nodded. "Until tomorrow, probably."

We kissed, and then I said "text me" before slipping into the room.

My heart was pounding, but I wasn't scared; I had never been happier in my life.

If this is what falling in love feels like, then I hoped I'd feel like that forever.

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