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As we were flicking through the channels, I could see Thomas was getting worried about me. He kept looking at me like I was a little kid and someone had just stolen a crayon from me.


"Should I text Kaya back?" He asks.

"No, just leave it, she'll just be more mean." I reply, trying to stay strong.

"I love it when you're mature." He smiles, I smile back.


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After a few hours of watching TV, Thomas starts putting his leather jacket (which he's only supposed to wear on his motorcycle) and his red Converse. Also, he's wearing a black t-shirt & jeans too.


"Where are you going?" I ask, now feeling stupid in just my giraffe onesie.

"To a party, and you're coming too." He says, you can tell he's not joking.

"I can't go like this!" I half shout.

"Then get changed, the party doesn't start for another half an hour." He says, calmly.


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When I get to the party, I look around and can't recognise anyone.

Or so I think...


"Ugh what's she doing here? I thought I said she wasn't invited Thomas!" A terrifyingly familiar voice says.

I turn around to see who it is.

It's Kaya...

"Leave the poor girl alone, what has she ever done to you anyways?" I hear someone shout behind me.

"No! Don't you dare tell me what to do!" Kaya groans.


I quickly sprint out the door and run all the way back to my house.








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