Realization pt.1

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~SATURDAY MORNING~ Persephone's POV
"Ok, what about this?" I gazed to Amata, arching my brows awaiting her answer. "Hmm, the black heels, it fits your black hair," munching her sugar bombs in delight, "Stop eating, you're making me hungry," I smiled, leaving my shoes on my bed, I grabbed my leftover noodles from the fridge. "I wish a coffee right know," with a whiny sarcastic voice, "Did your dad leave already, I don't see him?" Amata said, "Oh, he always leaves early, he wakes up on 3:00 AM, everyday," I grabbed the closest seat, feeling to lazy and tired for working, "So has anyone asked you, to the dance, Amata?" Eating my noodles, "I want Freddie to ask me out, or someone that's really cute," I laughed sarcastically, "Are you kidding? Girls are drooling over him, he's hot, and intelligent, you have to play mean to get what you want," I warned her, she's going in dangerous territory to someone as Freddie, "Hey maybe you could ask him about me," Smiling in excitement, seeing her eyes glow up, made me puke. "I could after all I'm his friend," I had a hint of a favor, "If he says yes, I'll dare you to ask out Butch, or maybe I'll ask him to go out with you." Amata had an agile sense of humor, I love her for it, she was my sister of course I wouldn't turn down a challenge. "Alright, if he says yes to going out with you, you'll ask out Butch for me, even though Butch is my enemy," I sarcastically grinned, Butch was the cross of a wannabe gangster and a horney asshole, both things are bad in this case. "Anyways, I need to find what type of music we'll have in the prom," reaching for a scrapped pencil, and a notebook paper, listing out the genre and duration. "Oh, how 'bout Why Do Fools Fall In Love, and Only You, does are good ones," Amata exclaimed, singing Only You.
"Oh, my, god, that's perfect, maybe like Sleep Walk, and Johnnie B. Goode, does are amazing to dance." We both agreed to put songs of other teenagers , asking them about what they liked and how much, technically voting.

One of those specific teens, was Butch and Wally, "Great, we have to ask them?" I asked Amata with a nauseous feeling. 'This has to be the worst day of my life,' I thought, having myself put in such risk around them is annoying and unnecessary. We both slowly walked there, I wanted to ask someone else so bad, but Amata insisted to talk to them first just to get it over with. "Well, hello ladies," Butch smirked, and winked, I obviously ignored it and just asked him the question, "We both run the music at the prom, we both liked if we had your votes and suggestions of music we'd like to put," I falsely smiled, all I wanted to do right there was to slap him. "Uh, I got one, I Get Around and Walk Like A Man," Butch interrupted and said, "Oh, don't forget to put Can't Take My Eyes Off You," he smiled. "Thanks for your feedback, have a good day," at that point I wanted to leave, just going home and get ready for the dance. "Let's go Amata, we have like a day."

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