-Amanda's P.O.V-
I woke up to a sharp pain in my head. I didn't want to wake up, let alone get up. Today is my aunts wedding and I honestly didn't want to go. Every event including my family, I always find myself sitting alone as everyone dances. Yes, I have a few friends, but they don't go to the events. And my family usually makes things uncomfortable.
My door opened taking me out of my thoughts. "Amanda, honey, you need to get up." My mom was already dressed
I slowly sat up "I have a headache. Do I really have to go?" She pressed her lips together.
"Yes. This is an important day. I have medicine for that." She went to go the medicine and I got up. She was right, I can't miss it. I'll just have to live through it.
I went to my bathroom to take a shower. After my shower, I curled my hair and did my makeup. Then I went back into my room and put on my favorite dress.
I looked at myself in the mirror. I actually felt pretty today.
I went downstairs to get breakfast.
"Here's the medicine."
"Thanks." I took the water and the pill in her hands and took them.
"You never know, you could meet someone new today." I rolled my eyes. I never meet anyone new and I don't really plan to. She sighed and stood up.
"Are you ready?" I nodded. I went to my room to look at myself one last time to check everything. I grabbed my shoes and went downstairs to the car. Today should be fun.
We finally got to the place of the wedding. It was inside but it still looked nice.
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After the ceremony, we went to the place where you dance and stuff like that. My mom and I went and grabbed a table for us. We sat with a few of my cousins, but they usually were up dancing.
I looked around the room to see if I recognized anyone, but I ended up looking at a boy sitting across the room. Our eyes awkwardly met and I looked away, embarrassed.
The wedding continued as people danced together. I sat alone, of course.
I had my hand propped underneath my chin and I slouched. I'm surprised my aunt didn't say anything because she's big about proper stuff.
My mom got up to go talk to my aunt, so I was alone at my table. I felt so awkward and alone, I wanted to go home so badly.
I started to scroll through my phone. I didn't want to seem rude, but nobody really noticed I was here. Then I felt a little tap on my shoulder. I turned and looked to see the cute boy I was looking at earlier.
"Hi. Can I sit?" I nodded and he took my moms seat next to me.
He looked around and then met with my eyes again. He was flawless, I couldn't help but stare. "How do you know them?"
"Oh um she's my aunt. You?" I spoke quietly because I am super shy.
"He knows my parents from work." I nodded and it rapidly got awkward. To make things worse, a slow song began to play.
He stood up and held out his hand. "Wanna dance?"
I blushed and stood up with him. Something about him made me feel better that I was here.
We walked out to the dance floor. He wrapped his arms around my waist, as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I felt really uncomfortable with a stranger, but he seemed to enjoy it.
"Oh I'm Jack by the way."
"Amanda." He smiled and continued to look at me.
"Well you're very pretty Amanda." I blushed and didn't even respond. He was so flawless, why is he dancing with me? I have seen every teenage girl drooling over him tonight, so why me?
The dance ended and he sat with me again. I thought he would just dance and leave. He seemed really chill.
"This is a nice wedding." He looked around again and his eyes glimmered. His attention went back to me as I nodded.
"You don't talk much do you?" I shook my head and he laughed. His smile gave me butterflies, I don't think I've ever felt this way before.
From what it looked like, his parents were waving for him to come back to the table. "Hey- uh I gotta go, but I'll talk to you later.. Okay" I nodded and said bye. I hope I would see him again.
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He's the one (Jack Gilinsky)
RandomAmanda has had a rough life and she didn't think it would get any better, until she meets Jack Gilinsky. She soon realizes that she isn't the only one with a struggle and she doesn't feel alone.