At The Bonfire

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"Oh please, you love me." He says as he pushes the hammock, most likely smiling his arse off.

"Yeah, yeah. Keep pushing, pal." I say back, resisting the smile crawling into my face.

...

When Winter is forced to attend a summer solstice party on the rich side of town, she would never expect to get something out of it, never mind a boy, none the less, a cute one.

... Infact, she might not even regret going at all.

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