Brittany P.O.V.
"Alyson, wait," Foster runs after her. I shook my head. I think that I finally have Foster to myself, but knowing how smart Alyson is, I am not getting my hopes up. I may be blonde, but I am not stupid.
The Next day, Wednesday, I wore my pink top and wristbands with black jeans and topped off with a pink vans. I follow the Mean Girls rule. I walked to class and saw Foster in the hallway, talking to Alyson.
"Um....hey there, Alyson," Foster was red,"Look I am so sorry about what happened the last time I saw you."
"I forgive you. I....trust you."
Foster smiled a smile I never seen in my life before. Not a cocky, lusty smile. Not even a fake, slutty smile. A true I love you smile. A I'm falling in love with you smile. It was like a romance smile that I wanted.
"I was wondering.....If..."
No!
"You wanted to go....to....prom with....me?"
NO!
Alyson blushed from head to toe. "Um...Sure."
"NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled then I covered my mouth and ran.
I always get the guy and I never lose not even to Alyson
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The next day was Early Release and I went shopping. I looked around and spotted the perfect dress. It was red dress with silver lines. It was a perfect fit. I bought it within ten minutes.
As I left, I saw Alyson and her dress. It was purple and just as good as mine. Then her mom called her to see something.
This is my chance.
I walked slowly to the dress(They already bought it) and poured my Starbuck latte all of what was left. I was competely ruined it.
I ran off, hearing Alyson screams.
Score. Looks like she will be missing Prom
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The Perfect One
Teen FictionAlyson and Brittany have been best friends since 1st grade. They did everything together and know everything about each other. What they didn't know was when 10th grade prom came around everything was going to change...................
