Chapter 3

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Dinner with the politicians was anything but interesting. I walked around and mingled just as I knew my parents wanted me to then I just sort of stood in the corner and let no one take notice of me. I was standing there daydreaming talking to this boring fella who only wanted to talk about government policies which I had no interest in at this moment. Don't get me wrong I am usually very interested in what is happening in the country but talking about housing wasn't what I thought I would be doing on this Tuesday night. But from across the room I spotted this dashing fella that looked about 16 and he eyed me too. He strolled over and said, 

"Sorry Mr Bant, would you mind if I stole Abbie for a minute" and shot him a charming smile. 

"Yes of course Jason, nice talking to you Abigail."

"You too Mr Bant, see you next time!" I replied a little too enthusiastically as Jason swept me away into another part of the room. 

"You were looking really bored there" 

"Oh my god he can't stop talking"

"About housing? Yes! I have gotten stuck talking to him at too many of these things."

"Hahha, Abbie Albanese" I held out my hand 

"Jason Marles, nice to meet you." He replied taking my hand in his. 

" How have we not met yet!" I said shocked that I had not seen this beautiful guy yet. 

"I was just thinking the same thing!"

Anyways I hung out with Jason the rest of the night which I think got me in Dad's good books because he gave me a nod of approval when he saw us together. Having a friend might make these things slightly less boring - who knows what we could get up to together!

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