Chapter Eleven

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Foster P.O.V.

"I am so sorry. But I can't come to prom with you,'  Alyson sniffled on the phone.

"Yes, you can, I made resevrations and everything."

"I seriously can't like I am so sorry," She began to cry and the phone hung up like that.

Wow. I was blown off.

I slammed my fist against my room's wall.

Stupid Brittany. She caused all off this. If it wasn't for her, me and Alyson would have been a couple by now.

"Frosty?" my little sister, Julianne. She is six with bright blue eyes and had her blonde hair in a ponytail with and butterfly pin in her hair. She wore a Frozen shirt with Olaf on it smiling a goofy smile.

"I'm sorry, Julianne."

She came into my room and jumped on my bed. "Why are you crying, Frosty?"

I hugged her. "Girl Probelms." I whispered in her ear.

She squealed in exicitment. "Is she pretty like me?" She gave me a smile that showed her missing front teeth. Adorable.

"She is pretty like you."

"Let me see her! Let me see her!" She tugged on me and I gave in.

"Let me see, here is a picture she showed me of her in her prom dress."

I gave Julianne my phone and her eyes popped. "She is really really pretty. You lied."

I was surprised. "About what?"

"She's," Julianne thought for a moment, "Prettifuler than me."

I smiled.

Prettifuler

"Let me see." My younger brother, Adian, came into the room. He is twelve and had dark brown hair that fell over his hazel eyes and freckles.

He grabbed my phone from Julianne and stared into the screen.

"Isn't she pretty?" She asked.

"She's hot," He looked at me, "If you don't make a move on her I will."

I rolled my eyes. "I asked her to prom."

"And she's going with you?" They both sked in unison.

"Well...um..."

"She rejected you." Adian said sadly.

"No, she didn't. She just can't go."

"R-E-J-E-C-T-E-D!" Adian sung on his way out of the room.

"Don't worry Frosty," Julianne hugged me," She is going to come to wrom. Just go and you will see." And like that she ran out my room

I hope your right

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