The Bad Boys and I

CH 11: Balls

I think I have finally started getting the hang of writing a bit

Rachel POV

"Mom" I yelled as I made my way through the front door.

"In here"

"Whoa" I stepped into the family room where my mom had the most beautiful dresses laid out.

"Which one do you want to wear to the Frozen Masquerade Ball"

I started to freak out. Jumping up and down, screaming.

"Why is she screaming like an idiot" Ricky asked holding his ears

I stuck my tongue out at him and started picking up dresses and twirling with them.

"I'm guessing mom didn't tell you the Snow Flake Ball is the same night did she?"

Noooooooooooooooooo

"Well unlike you, your sister knows what's important from what isn't. High school little dances aren't ever going to be as important as the Frozen Masquerade Ball"

I gave my mom an apologitic look and turned to look at Ricky who was smiling happily.

"Rachel you know how much this ball means to me" my mom said

"I.... uh but it's going to be my last high school ball."

"No if, buts or maybe you will be at this ball in 1 of these growns" she ordered taking up one of the dresses and handing it to me.

"Yes mom" I replied and took the dress.

"Typical Rachel" Ricky murmured as he left the room.

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Later that night

Damien- what do you mean you can't come?

Me- she said I have to go to her ball

Damien - you don't have to if you don't want to

Me- I'm sorry

Damien- no I'm sorry

Me- why are you sorry ?

It's been an hour and he still haven't replied to my message. He left my confused. I stayed up wondering what he meant.
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Xoxo

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