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It's been a week and they are lovey-dovey as ever.

I eat my mac&cheese disgusted since the kissing won't stop. I think I never praied this hard for such an unecessary thing.

The bell to go off.

I remember a week ago I was looking for a way to tell him I liked him, but never came to a conclusion and I guess I didn't have to, because Valentine came in the picture.

I was mad.

Hurt.

Broken.

And all he ever did was kiss her.

If one day they would stop sucking each other's faces, I would probably stand and yell 'Thank God' to the whole cafeteria.

Or not.

Maybe not.

But that would happen in my head. Sure thing.

That day, Arabella came to my house and we ordered pizza and bought ice cream as we watched Disney movies, as cliche as that sounds.

That was the day I started to look for my flaws, and I sure found many. So many I couldn't even count with my fingers.

I needed to move on, and the only way to do that was going to a party. At least that's what Arabella said.

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So after many arguments, here am I, looking for something to wear tonight, at Finn Brown's party.

Arabella is here as well, putting her makeup on and looking gorgeous as always.

"Have you decided yet?" She yells, her eyes fixed on the mirror, as she does a cat eye.

"No"

"Okay, I'll help you." She smiles. She searches through my closet and hands me the outfit.

It's composed of a tight black crop top with loose black sporty shorts, a black leathered jacket and a black high heel ankle boots. For makeup, I applied a bit of foundation, concealer and powder, did a cat eye and my lips where berry red.

Arabella on the other hand, was dressed on a tight black dress paired with red high heel stilletos and her makeup was composed of a black smokey eye and nude lips.

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When we entered the house where the party was being held on, all I could see were bodies pressed against each other and red cups everywhere.

And then, I saw the two familiar people kissing, again. Don't they ever get enough of it?

I sure do.

We greet a lot of people before sitting on the couch and start talking to a different group of people.

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It was almost midnight when we started hearing yelling on the second level of the house.

"I can't believe you did that!" A male voice yells and everyone in the party stops.

"It's not what you're thinking!" A familiar voice replies.

"Then what is it, Valentine? Tell me you weren't cheating on me! Tell me you weren't in bed with him!" Dan yells climbing down the stairs.

Oo la la!
Brooke : 1 | Valentine : 0

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