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Amira's POV

I woke up and Peyton tossed me a purple skater skirt and a black crop top. "Figured you might want to come with me and mom."

"Where are we going?" I got up and changed into the dress, putting my converse back on.

"Mom's helping me pick a dress for prom." I nodded and pulled my curly hair back in a bun. I put on Peyton's purple bandana headband and smiled. "Cute." I looked at her outfit.

"You too." She smiled and we walked out. We went downstairs to the kitchen and Logan looked at us. "What's up curly top?"

"Not much. About to go meet Jake." I rolled my eyes, sitting beside him. "Hopefully I don't kill him."

"Why would you do that?" Peyton glanced at me and I shrugged.

"He called my little sister a bitch and yelled at my cousin. I'd be glad to kick his ass."

"Language." We looked at Aunt Paige and I giggled. "But if you were talking about Jake then let me know if you need assistance." We laughed, "You girls ready?" Peyton and I nodded, getting up. We left and went to a bridal store. "Are you getting one too Mimi?"

"I might not go." I shrugged, getting out.

"Why?" We walked in, Peyton immediately running off.

"I went last year. I'm just not feeling it." She pushed through dresses.

"You're going." I sighed and followed her. "What color?"

"I think I'll do a light color this year." Peyton walked over with a beautiful green dress and an ombre one. She held up the green dress on me and smiled.

"I like it. Go try it on." She followed me to the fitting rooms and we tried on the dresses, giggling. "Gorgeous." She hugged me tightly.

"You look great in that dress." She looked in the mirror and smoothed it down.

"You think?" I nodded and grabbed her hand. We walked out and showed Aunt Paige.

"Wow. You both look beautiful." I smiled and she looked at us. "Mimi go try on the one Pey has and Peyton try this one." She gave Peyton a black dress and we went back in the fitting room. I took off the green one and put on the ombre one. Peyton put on the black dress and we walked out. "Perfect."

Logan's POV

I knocked on Jake's door and his mom answered. "Hi. Is Jake home?"

"Yeah he's in his room." She let me in and I walked to his room. I knocked on the door, getting no response. I opened the door and Jake looked at me frightened. I looked at the half naked girl scrambling to cover up and back at Jake.

I grabbed his shirt, slamming him to the wall. "What the fuck? You hurt Mimi, insult my sister, and cheat on Mimi in less than 24 hours?"

"Mate I can explain." I growled and slammed him in the wall again causing him to groan.

"Explain that you're a no good piece of shit that doesn't fucking deserve Mimi's forgiveness? Don't fucking bother. Take your slut and do whatever. Just don't talk to me or Amira ever again or I'll kill you." I dropped him and looked at the girl in his bed. I glared at her, growling. "Bye Taylor. Have fun with your fuck buddy." I walked out. I got in my car and left. I drove back home, gripping the wheel so tight, my knuckles turned white. I glared at the road ahead of me. I got home and walked inside, slamming the door. My mom and sister looked up and I walked over to Amira.

"As long as I have anything to do with it, I don't want you go anywhere near that fucking cunt ever again. If that little shit comes near you come find me. Got it?" She nodded and I turned to Peyton. "Keep her away from that fucked up lowlife." She nodded and I walked to my room.

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