Chapter 25

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I'm just gonna go straight into this, hope you likey >:)

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December thirty-first, 2006, New Years Eve.

"Alright we're here," Emi says and parks in front of Jackson's house. 

"Okay let's go in," I say and get out.

"Wait how do I look?" Emi ask. 

I give her a once over and smile. She had on a beautiful peach colored dress with a black top. It ended mid thigh and had no straps. Her hair was perfectly curled and it fell just past her shoulder. 

Her dress^^^

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Her dress^^^

"Super hot," I say and give her a thumbs up.

"Well you look super hot as well," she says and winks at me, "Plan on dressing up for someone special."

I blush and look down at my dark navy blue dress. It ended a bit above mid thigh in choppy lengths. The top part that covered my collarbone is see through and it was short sleeved. My hair was curly and set up into a ponytail with some curls dangling out. 

Her dress ^^^ 😍

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Her dress ^^^ 😍

"Let's just go in," I say and drag Emi through the door. 

The first thing I notice about this place is that it's dark and sweaty. Not to many people are here, around fifty. first things first it's nothing like all those stereotypical high school parties with red cups and people making out in every corner and music basting. 

The music was blasting but it wasn't brain slushing loud. some people are making out, but they seem to make it discreet, unless it gets too much then they run to a bedroom upstairs. 

Me and Emi walk around a bit, people occasionally coming up to us and talking, but then eventually they go away. 

"You're not going to drink anything tonight are you?" I ask.

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