Brendon and Sarah both live in a small town and go to the same high school, therefore it's hard to get away from each other. Brendon has always been one of those people that is well known and popular. Sarah, however, has always been very wallflow...
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. Raelee's Outfit
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Sarah's outfit Sarah's POV I'm still relatively upset about my families decision. To make matters worse now, my brother, Steve, come back. I don't want to have to stay away from Brendon, but if that's my last option, I'll have to face it. "Hello," Raelee says. I turn around and make up at her. My parents are having this summer barbeque thing today so Brandon's family will be here too. Luke comes over and sits in front me. "So is- never mind. There's my answer. God damn it!" Raelee says. At the mention of he word Gid Damn it everyone turns in her direction. "What? I'm not like you people," she says. They all look away. "What's the big deal?" I ask her. She points over at Brendon. He looks the same to me. "You have one sexy man, Sarah," she tells me. Looking over at Luke she pales. We all know how she feels about Luke and anyone with eyes would think that Brendon is attractive. "Hi," Brendon says as he sits down next me. I look up and smile at him. He sits down a good distance away. My mom said that their was nothing wrong with being friends. "How are you?" Luke asks Brendon. "Good. You?" Luke shrugs. This really couldn't be anymore weird. His hand grazes mine. I want him to take it into his own so bad. I decide to take into matters into my own hands and take his in mine. My hand is so small in his, but at the same time fits perfectly. "You sure?" he whispers in my ear. I nod. He squeezes my hand. I'm freezing. Just because it's summer, that doesn't mean it gets hot. It's cold put but no else seems to think so. Brendon takes his jacket off and slings it over my shoulders. I rest my head on his shoulder. I don't care what my parents think.
