"If I can't help falling in love with you" -Elvis Presley
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It has been week since Mattheo kissed me. I can't believe it. I couldn't stop thinking about it. Am I falling in love with him?
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"Girl, lets go!" Peyton called me.
I put my phone in my pocket and got up "Coming"
We headed to the fields for a quiet day. We sat underneath a oak tree.
"I am glad I found this spot when we first came here." I said as I sat down.
"Yeah, it's peaceful" Peyton said as she got out her notebook of drawings.
Jamie had his headphones on laying in the grass.
She got out her book and her phone dinged.
"Hey guys, I have to go do something real quick. I'll be back in a hour" I said getting up.
"Okay, stay safe." Peyton said
"I will" I said leaving the spot.
It took me a couple of minutes to get the three broomsticks.
"Hey, over here!" Mattheo waved over to me.
"What do you need to talk about?" I said sitting down.
"Ashia, I really like you." He said.
I shook my head "I'm sorry, but this can't be us. If our parents find out, there is going to be war."
"Ashia, our parents or families should tell us who we should be with. Please, just give me a chance" He begged.
"Okay, I will. But. If this causes trouble, we can't be together." I said, giving in.
He smiled. He has such a pretty smile. God, stop stop stop.
"Thank you for giving me a chance"
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Enchanting Tale of Destiny
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