Chapter 3: Promdate

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The party getting started. I'm sitting with my friends and their promdates. I'm not bitter, okay. Roll eyes here.
"Let's give it up for the presentation of Juniors." The host said. Yup. We have this little presentation, and its ballroom. I love dancing, really. So I put all my efforts here even if I am uncomfortable with my partner. I stood up, and accidentally stepped on my gown and will fall - But someone hold my arm and I regained my balance. I looked up and saw Bryce face in front of me. "Are you okay?" He asked. He's still holding my arm. I looked at his hand holding me. "Oh? Sorry." Then he let me go. Noooo. And then, we walked to the center. Wait! To clear things up. he's not my ballroom dance partner. " Yiiii. I saw that mushy things."my bestfriends teased me. "Don't worry, I'll asked my promdate to dance with you later." And she winked at me. Yup, it's Bryce promdate, Army, my bestfriend.***

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