Part 1
"Come on, please come! It'll be fun!" Harry says.
"No." I reply.
"Just this once please!"
"Harry I don't want to go."
"If you go I'll stop asking you."
"I don't care I'm not going."
"Fine. Alli please. Alli. Alli. Alli..."
He continues to say my name and I'm getting annoyed. I broke.
"ALRIGHT! I'll go to the stupid party just stop saying my name!" I yell.
"Awesome." He says and walks away.
"What was that all about?" Your best friend, Brooke, says. You turn around and face her.
"It was just Harry making me go to this stupid party on Friday. Please go with me!" I complain.
"But I don't want too." She whines. The bell for the last class of the day rings.
"If I'm going you're going too." I say grabbing her wrist and leading us to English.
