Chapter 3

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As Calum and I got back into the cab I gave him my poem. As he opened it he looked skeptical.

"This is beautiful" Calum sobbed as he finished the last line.

"We *sob* can get *sob* fruit tarts anytime"

"Aw Calum I love ya!"

"Can I say something crazy!"

Sure!"

"Weill you marry me?" Calum said.

"Can I say something even crazier?"

"Answer the damn question Airedale"

"Yes!"

"Haza! We can get married tomorrow"

"I mean I guess" I said as I stepped out of the cab.

As I went into my house I told my mom the news.

"But you're 12". She said pissed off.

"And I'm in love" I said

"Airedale go to your room!"

"Shut up" I said walking out the door because I'm sassy.

Since I had nothing better to do I decided I should probably get a wedding dress.

As I went into the shop I saw Luke working there.

"Guess what asshole I'm getting married!"

"Seriously, do I need to get a restraining order or something against you? Leave!"

"But I have da money and need a dress"

"How much do u have?"

"28 cents"

"Can you not?"

"Not what?"

"Breathe the same air as me. You're poor"

"Shallow much"

"Get out"

"Make me."

"Oh darn you got me! So you want a dress" Luke said as he shimmied on over to a rack of gowns.

"Duh" I said rolling my eyes. He was such a lil butch. Why did I have to secretly love him still.

"So wanna come to my wedding?" I asked as I bought my dress.

"Sure if you want me too"

"Great! It'll be in the ally out back behind the store at 12 tomorrow"

"Ghetto much" Luke said walking away.

As I went home my mom made Brussels sprouts.

"Gross mom" I said

"You're fat and need to get in shape, eat your Brussels."

"Okay" I said tired of arguing

"Them I went up stairs and painted my nails for the big day tomorrow.

All of a sudden I heard a tapping on my window.

It was Calum throwing quarters at it because he's rich."

"Rapunzel rapynzel let down your hair."

"Pshhjhhhh no I have a ladder"

As I climed down he took me by the hand and looked into my eyes.

"Would you wanna run away too?"

He said as he pulled out a guitar from his back pocket. Then he sarenaded me. It was beautifulness.

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