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I made myself ready. I can't believe this Aiden idiot actually came.
"I'm ready mom. Can you do my hair.?", I asked her as I was walking downstairs. However as I looked there they were sitting and playing cards with Aiden and Ben, even though they were worried they would bully me...
My mom did my hair and we made our way to the car and to the studio. On the way Aiden couldn't stop talking and asking questions.
"Alright, we're here.", my dad said.
Aiden couldn't stop talking about his cool this place was.
"Satisfied?", I asked annoyed.
"Yes", he paused. He wanted to come in with me to the ballet studio but before he could even finish I slammed the door shouting no.
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"Tyler?", Taylor asked.
I looked at her and let out a loud sigh.
"Sorry." I sat next to her on the bed. She was wicked up in my blanked.
"... We can't keep skipping...".
I interrupted her immediately. "Yeah I know. I need baseball to get into collage and your mechanics clubs has job connections, I get it. It's just-
...- does any of that matter if we die?". Did I said it to aggressive?
"So you want to throw all our hard work away?", she asked. I could see she could cry any second: "all of our plans?"
"... no. Of course not." I didn't knew how to answer. "Things just had become more complicated, didn't it?" I said completely speechless, hoping for something.
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