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I pause. He does not want to lose me? It has been four days since the dance and my email Inbox is is getting 10 unread emails per hour.  My Trash is increasing at the same time as I delete each one.  I have been avoiding Clive the entire week because I knew if I looked at him for too long, I would want to go up to him kiss him.  My longing was too powerful, I might have hugged him from the side.  I made sure I was with my friends, distracting myself from the ideas forming in my mind.  

More emails come in to my Inbox.  What does he want from me? All I have is one loving dad, one overprotective brother, and one brilliant mom with wings. I do not have much to give him. Well, maybe my red laptop, but there is no way I am giving him that!

I click on the email from Clive.

Dear Scarlet,

You probably going to delete this, but I am going to write this anyway.

I am sorry. You made it the greatest nights of my life. I hope we can do it again one day, but only if you forgive me. I did not mean to let Victoria kiss me.

Do what again? Go out to the dance together? Almost kiss each other? Or Clive getting kissed by another girl? I read on.

Here is what happened: When the karaoke started, she went up first to sing. I was just minding my own business, waiting for you, but you were taking quite a while. She was singing "Hush" by Emily Osment and Josh Ramsay. She sang the girl part and then, all of a sudden, she pulled me up on the stage. She ordered me to sing the guy part, I did not want to but everyone is cheering me on so what was I supposed to do?

The apology is getting boring. He is not even saying what matters most. I do not want to hear any of his excuses. He should not have done it in the first place, but I keep reading.

I had nothing to do with it I swear. When we got to the bridge, the light was dimming, the crowd was swooning, and the music was slowing down. I was being caught up in the mood. She drew her face so close to my face. I was going to leave before it is too late, but she grabbed my arm and before I knew it, she was kissing me. The more I struggled, the tighter her grip got. Finally, I escaped her grasp. I knew where my heart really belonged to.

I blush at his line. I knew where my heart really belonged to. He is saying all the right things, and I so badly want to forgive him, but I cannot do it.

Most importantly, I really am sorry about saying that your mom was dead. It just came out. I should have been more sensitive about it. I guess I was really mad that you would not kiss me. Now, that is being selfish. My feelings just overpowered me. I wanted to kiss you all night, but since we never got the chance, I got...pushy.

Remember what you said what how your feelings toward me "troubled" you? In a way, I have these really strong feelings for you, but I do not know if it is infactuation or not. I am so blinded by it, it is hard to tell. I want you, Scarlet. I want us to at least be friends. I do not want to go back to the past. It hurts too much to face that again.

I am begging you to forgive me.

Wanting you back,

Clive :P

My mind turns blank. I do not know what to write. I have no idea how to reply to an apology letter, especially one that warms my heart so greatly. Are you supposed to say it is okay that everything should go back to normal, or are you supposed to ignore it, or are you supposed to get mad in the reply? I do not know, so I search it up on Google, but there are only results of famous people writing letters. Good thing Plan B is ready.

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