WELL DAMN Y'ALL ARE WICKED FAST
After URL Wes and I decided to walk around Boston together as a romantic date.
"I love spending alone time with you"He said as we walked hand in hand through a park enjoying the scenery.
"Me too"
"Look at the mime!!" He ran over like a little kid to the small crowd watching the mime, and I was the mom getting dragged. I chuckled still at his childness. We, of course, both took videos to add to our snapchat stories before we continued our walk. We stopped to watch two break dancers. We also snapchatted that .
"Damn I wish I could dance like that" I said.
"I bet you could" Wes said as we kept walking.
"Hell no. I can do photography and sing a little but dancing is not my specialty"
We stopped at a bench and sat down.
"There's something I gotta tell you" Wes said facing me.
YOU GUYS PROBABLY HATE ME RIGHT NOW. BUT I HAVE A MAJOR HEADACHE AND SOMEWHAT OF A WRITERS BLOCK. Like as I was typing this chapter I had a beginning and an end to it but I can't come up with the middle part so I'm ending it here. Also I have no clue how to continue this book. I might end it soon unless any of you have any ideas. If you do and you wanna message me or comment, I'll give you creds at the beginning of the chapter that your idea is in. So let me know :)
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PressPlay's Photographer:Wes Tucker Fanfic
FanfictionSo she's a normal teen who likes the internet and netflix. One email may or may not of changed her life. Could she possibly be touring with Pressplay? Will a certain someone take an interest in her while on this tour? Could his name be Wesley Tucker...
