I thought I got over her.
I thought I didn't want anything to do with her.
I thought we were completely over.
I thought I could move on.
I thought I hated her.
I thought she was a devil.
I thought I didn't love her anymore.
I thought.
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Based off...
"Tonight, it starts." Ashley joins us onto the small balcony. "The choosing starts. The first formal party and no one knows about the competition except us."
"Does that mean we're cheating?" Jasmine furrowed her brows.
"SHH, we are going to win." I grabbed her hand.
"Grace is definitely going to win. Her dresses for both nights are...breathtaking." Ashley compliments me with a wink.
"Thanks, boo."
"I'm so excited. I've been waiting to wear my dress ever since I saw it!" Jasmine squeals, wiggling her hands around.
"That's the one thing that I'm excited for this weekend." I sighed, gazing off into the sunset.
"It's sad. We have to wait another day until our dresses come." Ashley frowned.
"I KNOW! I JUST WANNA WEAR IT!"
We left the balcony and headed for our closet to get ready for the first night of competition.
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