It was a tragedy, but a beautiful one.
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Tammy always wanted to be in her school's girls lacrosse team, and when she got the opportunity, she met two boys, specifically one, that changed her perspective of so many things
Including love.
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WAR...
"Hell no that looks horrible!" Sydney said walking over to me and basically ripping my clothes off.
We were both at my house trying to decide what to wear to the practice.
"It's just a damn practice, Sydney." I said pushing her off me and continued to take my own clothes off.
"But a special practice." she said waving her finger in my face.
I slapped it away and walked back into my closet, only wearing my undies.
"What about I just wear my Wolf Pack hoodie?" Our school is called the Wolves, and together we are the Wolf Pack.
"I guess. Depends with what." she said joining me in my closet.
She makes a face as if she was thinking really hard and soon after grabbed a pair of dark washed jean shorts, my black high top vans I wore today, white ankle high socks and my navy Wolf Pack hoodie.
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{A/N: the hoodie's design looks like the navy backpack Grayson has on his back.}
I put on the outfit as she handed it to me. I walked to my full length mirror and took a look at what I was wearing.
Not bad.
Sydney came out of the corner and fake cried applauding herself for her good dressing skills.
I just laugh and shove her into my closet.
"Your turn." I said looking through my clothes.
"No? I already have this cute dress on." she swayed her hips making the dress flow through the wind she was creating. "And besides, we need to fix your hair." she said pulling on my hair.
"Do you know how windy it is outside?" I laugh and she kept pulling my hair and dragged me back to the mirror. "Ouch, jeez. Calm down. I'm just going to leave it loose." I said releasing her grip from my hair.
She rolled her eyes. "At least your hair is naturally straight. "
"Yeah. Now go change, you hoe. Put on a hoodie and shorts of mine." I said pushing her back to the closet.
She rolled her eyes again. Jeez, I'm surprised her eyes are still attached to her head.
I left her there to pick something out while I stood in front of my mirror to do my hair. I pulled out a few front pieces once I finished.
Sydney came out wearing my black leggings with my Beatles hoodie, with her wavy dirty blonde hair in a high messy ponytail. Gosh, she's so beautiful. I wish I had her beauty.
