"Yo, Fire, what happened?" Yelled Jordan as he sprinted towards the road. The car stopped, and the driver came out. The middle aged woman gasped when she saw the corpse of my date. I collapsed on to the ground. I had a mental breakdown. I could barely talk to my date, a psychopath tried to take my best friend's virginity, Braydon kept leaving me to get drunk, and now he's dead. I was crying really hard. Jordan saw the scene, connected the dots, and kneeled down to hold me. I sobbed into his shoulder and couldn't stop. Onyx and Jordan eventually got me to the suburban, and I sobbed all the way home. We pulled into Jordan's driveway, and he kissed my forehead before he got out. I barely noticed.
I ran straight to my room and didn't bother to change. I cried myself to sleep, thinking that it was my fault, even though I didn't get Braydon drunk, he did. I also felt stupid, because I thought I loved this guy that I barely knew. He thought he needed to be drunk to have a good time with me. I'm such an idiot.
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I woke up the next morning with a new realization. I had a dream about Jordan and Braydon. I was at the homecoming game with both of them, but only Jordan cheered me on. Then somehow we got to the dance, and I had to pick which one I wanted to dance with. I ran to Jordan, and Braydon fell and disappeared. Then we were riding home, and Jordan kissed me. I woke up and remembered what Jordan did last night when he was leaving. I found out I love Jordan more than just a brother, and I think he loves me too.
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Homecoming Disaster
RandomSapphire has had a crush on Braydon Donahue since fifth grade. This football player finally works up the guts to ask him to the homecoming dance. Their homecoming doesn't go completely as expected.
