His POV
It was Friday. Two weeks since I turned her down. Every minute that I was forced to pretend was another minute that felt like a stab to the heart. The dance was tonight. I didn't want to go but the thought of her being there was enough to convince me. I already told my "sister" who I liked. She promised not to tell. I got ready for tonight with my usual black jacket. I had a royal blue shirt on and black slacks. I actually combed my hair. When I entered the dance I stopped dead in my tracks. She was wearing a beautiful royal blue dress with glitter. Her short hair was half up. When she saw me she smiled and started walking over. Halfway to me, she stopped and thought then her smile faded and she walked away. I felt my heart drop and I wanted to grab her arm and dance with her, but I didn't.
Her POV
As I walked away, all I could do was hope he stopped me...but he didn't. I ran to the bathroom and I felt tears stream down my face. When I walked out a guy in my class asked me to dance. My heart was broken already so I said I would. He smiled and we had fun. He left in the middle of the dance and I saw my crush sitting alone. He didn't look happy. When he saw me looking at him he smiled and called me over. I blushed but went anyways. We talked for the rest of the time and texted after. It turns out we have a lot in common. I told myself that the next Monday I would tell him I knew. I would tell him that his sister lied. I would tell him it was okay...
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Forever In My Heart
FantezieThis story is based off of my life but it's not completely true so stick with me. I just want to make my sad life not-so-sad. It might not be the best story but I'm new at this so don't judge.