a/n This is bad. Very bad. I openly invite you to roast every line there is. I cry.
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I felt a tingle settle in my stomach as I remembered it was mine and Rhys' one year anniversary today. It was hard to think that one year has passed already, yet my boyfriend and I were still going strong in our relationship. I can recall when he asked me out.
He recited a very sweet poem; it was the first time I had got asked out.
The fact that I hadn't been asked out before probably had something to do with my weight. I have always had a weight problem, although it never really fazed me as I was happy the way I was.
It still doesn't matter.
Rhys loves me just the way I am. As I love him.
Which is why I want our first anniversary to be special. I want it to be the night we'll never forget. [a/n oooooh dramatic lmao]
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I strode to Rhys's car clutching my silver purse to my abdomen. My curly tawny hair was brushed up into a high pony, and my bright yellow dress swung of my shoulders reaching just above my knee. I found that wearing none-fitted dresses made me look classier and vibrant.
Reaching out and pulling the door open, I settled into the low seat of his car. [a/n FIRSTLY how old are they??? I obviously didn't think this through considering they're like in the third year of high school]
"Hey, babe." I greeted with a smile. I looked up into his eyes. The brown eyes that I love. [a/n a nice descriptor *bows*] Noticing, however that they seemed distant. "Anything wrong?"
He sighed, his eyes softening. "Hey, beautiful." he said winking, before leaning down and grazing his lips against mine. Lifting his head up, he started the car. Minutes passed and we sat in an unnatural silence, which was normally full of teasing and mocking.
This is most certainly not what I expected our anniversary to be like.
"So," I filled the silence "Where are we going?" I was excited to know where he was taking us. He always surprised me when it came to special occasions.
"A party." He said bluntly, his eyes focused on the road.
"Where?"
"Kieran's." I frowned. Kieran was Rhys's friend, and also known for some of the wildest parties ever.
"Why are we going to Kieran's?" I asked getting annoyed. "It's our anniversary, and we're going to a High School bash?!" My voice got higher through-out the sentence.
"Well, where else would we go?" He remarked flatly. He was obviously getting annoyed. Why? I do not know.
"For God's sake, Rhys." I muttered. "Anywhere else!" I shouted at him.
"I promised him I would go, so I am going, Ariana."
"So, where the hell am I going!" My pitch incredulous.
"What do you mean, 'where are you going' ?" he demanded.
"Well the only person I heard in that sentence was you!" I feigned his voice "I promised him I would go, so I am going." I scoffed at him, imitating his voice too low and guttural, emphasizing certain words.
"WE are going. Is that better?" He bellowed.
I stayed silent and scowled out of the window, watching our surroundings being swallowed up behind us. Well... this most definitely is a surprise. Not a good one, but it still left me bewildered.
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Randomall of my crappy books from 2010. all unfinished and all extremely cringe-worthy. i invite you all to roast every trashy line written.