You cried. Why did everyone else's life seem to be perfect, and yours was the complete opposite? You didn't even have a boyfriend shoulder to cry on!
Then the phone rang. It was your friend, Jess. You could hear blazing music in the background. "Hey! There's a party at mine! Come over, Katie!" she shouted.
"No thanks," you reply firmly.
"Please!" she asks.
"No."
"Pretty please?"
"No."
"There'll be boys. Single boys!" she tells you.
She knows your weak spot. "Well... If you really want me to then, I guess."
"Great! See you soon!" she puts the phone down.
That means you need to find an outfit. Definitely an attractive outfit. Preferably a sexy one. Unfortunately, you own nothing even remotely like that at all, so you have to settle with a mulberry skirt with the waistband rolled over and an off-the-shoulder black sweater. "Well, it's the best I have..." you say.
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Blue-Eyed Boy
FanfictionHi! This is my first fan fiction and I hope you all like it!