Forbidden Love

Chapter two

I'm standing in front of my closet, trying to figure out what to wear. I think I'm going to wear my black dress with lace sleeves. It's fancy but not too fancy, exactly what I want.

I hate going to these parties! I never have fun. It's not that I don't try to have fun, I do, it's just not my thing. I'd rather stay at home and listen to music, read a book, or watch the stars at night; but no I can't do that because of this stupid party! They think I need to be social and be friends with everyone, and I do mean EVERYONE! They try way too hard to fit in. I don't care about fitting in. I could careless about it, but my parents feel it's everything. They won't listen to what I think. They'll never understand me...

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Harry stands in his bedroom admiring himself in the mirror. He decided to wear a black dress shirt with a gold tie.

*Not bad, if I do say so myself.* He says to himself.

He goes to his window and opens it. *Here goes nothing.* He thinks to himself and crawls out his window and down the gutter pipe. He lands safely on the ground. *That never gets old* He smirks to himself. *Now off to that party.*

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I stand at my vanity applying a thin layer of black eyeliner, I don't really wear makeup that often but I know if I don't my mother will throw a fit. She thinks looks are everything. How am I her daughter?

I walk over to my closet and dig for my black pumps. I'm going to take them off as soon as I get down there, so I don't know what the point is. Wouldn't my mom just die if I came down in my Bobs? I laugh at the thought. I find my black pumps and slip them on. *Well at least they make me taller.* I think to myself. It's true, being only 5 feet tall I need as much help as I can get.

I grab my lipgloss off my night stand and put some on my lips. There, I'm ready for this party. *Let's get this over with.* I think as a open my door and head downstairs.