Serena's Point of View:
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Zane seemed so happy when he heard me singing with him. I guess it reminded him he wasn't as alone as he thought he was. He really isolates himself too much. Maybe this weekend with me will force him to be sociable.
I reached the second floor and walked down the hallway to that familiar doorway. I walked in and took the dress out of the closet.
Putting it on, I checked my reflection once more in the mirror. I looked good!
Hrm, how am I going to present myself? Maybe I'll just walk in, like, "Hey," and wink at him?
No, thats too cheesy. What should I do. Ooh! I know the perfect way for him to find me.
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Zane's Point of View:
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"Serena?" I called.
"I'm in the main kitchen!" she yelled from the first floor.
I walked down that metal spiraling staircase, down to where she stood. I was wrong. She wasn't standing, but rather sitting. On the kitchen counter.
She looked beautiful. She was wearing a short black dress. Where had she gotten it?
"Come here," she beckoned playfully.
I walked over to her and helped her down.
"You look.....amazing," I told her.
I felt so out of place. I only had a black tee and jeans, the same ones I had worn before that day.
"Not so bad yourself, mister." She laughed and kissed me.
"You know what? Stay here. I'll be right back." I said.
I ran around to the back of the kitchen and used the alternate stairs to reach the room I was never allowed in as a child, my dad's room. It's not that he was strict, it was just his "Child Free Zone".
I hit the light switch and the light flickered on slowly. I slid open two grand doors to reveal his walk in closet. It was massive, filled with expensive suits and tuxedos. I picked out one and put it on. To my surprise, it fit me pretty well!
I looked in the mirror. I looked pretty good. I just hope it matched with Serena's dress.
Returning to her, I saw that she was sitting on one of the main couches, feet tucked underneath her.
"There you are!" She exclaimed.
I grabbed my keys and took her hand. I led her to the car.
"Where are we going?" She asked.
"I can't tell you." I replied.
"So full of surprises today, are we?"
"Well, I guess I'm just a man of surprises." I laughed.
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Well guys, I just couldn't help but write more. XD
Maybe this little bit will hold your hunger for a little longer?
I'm really enjoying writing this story for you guys, I hope you like it! :)
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Roses are Red
Teen FictionMeet Zane Collins. He's 17, emo, and in love with the girl of his dreams. Meet Serena Marns. She's also 17, and Curbans high school's head cheerleader. So what happens when a red rose crosses their paths?