❝ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʙᴀʟʟ, ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴀʀɪꜱᴛᴏᴛʟᴇ ❞-
Sabrina James, a hopeless romantic songwriter, who writes songs about love but has never even had her first kiss yet and is a best friends with Brady Noon through work. She transfers to Lacey High, moving...
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ｓａｂｒｉｎａ＇ｓ ｐｏｖ— 🌷*ੈ✩‧₊˚ RECEPTION; 8:25pm
My dad and Julia sat at a table in the front of the reception as Haley and I prepared to say our speeches. I was covering for Luke too because he wasn't the best at writing or so he says but he did contribute.
"I would just like to say, congratulations to the couple as I could only think of two people more made for each other. Your love inspires me that there is hope after all in second chances, we accept joyous with open arms Julia, you guys are truly our family," I smile, keeping my speech sweet and short. I step down from the mic, as Haley takes my place.
"Jamie, you make my mom so happy. I never thought I'd ever see a smile on her face ever since my dad but you've proved me wrong. Though in my heart he will always be my dad. I don't mind having you as mine too. You've showed me so much, being present was just enough for me. I love you guys, Thank you for giving me the best sibling I could ever ask for, you made our family whole again," Everyone claps as she steps down from the mic. I hug her as her speech had really warmed my heart. I was so glad I had met her because now she was one of my best friends and overall my sister.
My dad looks over to Julia who has tears in her eyes. Music starts playing as the guest socialise and eat. The newly wed couple up front are feeding each other being all sappy.
I look over to Connor who asks me if I want to step out for a minute. I glance at Haley who was talking with Brady so I agreed since she was doing fine on her own.
We walk along the beach together as we reached a darker area. I grip onto Connor's hand tighter as we walk into a foresty area. He pushes away some leaves revealing a breath-taking setup with fairy lights illuminating the dark area. In the centre was a speaker that started playing "can't take my eyes off of you".
I let out a breathy chuckle, as he starts humming along to the song.
"You're just too good to be true; can't take my eyes off of you," He sings, recreating that scene in 10 things i hate about you when Patrick Verona sings this song for Kat Stratford on the bleachers.
I laugh before singing along too, " You'd be like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much."
play lovers by anna of the north!
He walks closer to me placing his hands on my shoulder, trailing down my arms until they reached my hands. He just stares into my eyes for a while as I stare right back at him, playing with my fingers in his hands.
He pulls out something from his pocket, it was a small black box. My eyes widen.
"You're not proposing are you?" I ask slightly panicking. As much as I liked him I was not ready for marriage.
He chuckles," No,no." He reassures me. I let out a slight sigh of relief.
He opens the box revealing a tiny gold locket. I gasp as he hands the box to me. I admire the piece of jewellery. He motions for me to open it. I open it to see a picture of me and him on one side and a picture of his math results in the other.
This causes me to giggle slightly. I loved the refrence since all this started because I was his tutor.
I hand him the necklace so he could put it one for me. I'm move my hair aside as he clasps the necklace behind my neck. The cold metal sends shivers down my spine as he places it around my neck. I fiddle with the locket, admiring it.
"Sabrina BobbyJames," I shake my head at the mention of my middle name. "I don't think i've ever felt this way for anyone before and I've been waiting forever to ask you this, will you be my girlfriend?"
"And i've been waiting forever for you to ask," I give him a look. "Yes," I don't give him time to respond as I connects our lips.
We pull away after a moment, with our hands still wrapped around each other.
"You gonna break my heart, James?" He rasps out, quoting Peter Kavinsky. Him quoting romcoms had me weak in the knees.
"Woudn't dream of it, Noon," I lean in again as our lips connect fully.
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