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Grayson~

I pull up to Molly's house. Butterflies fill my stomach as I turn the car off. I sit in the car staring at myself in the rear view mirror. I look over at the passenger seat looking at the roses. I take a deep breath and grab the flowers heading out of the car and towards the front door.

I stand there for a minuet hesitating as my hand bawled in a fist lay in front of the door. I knock on the door after a few minutes.

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Molly~

I hear a knock on my door as I finish the last curl in my hair. I set the iron down burning my head in the process. I curse at myself and run down the stairs. I open the fort door to see a nervous looking Grayson.

He gives a smile. I get lost in his eyes. Staring into them gives me a sense of peace, and welcomeness. I slip my shoes on and we head to his car. I had no clue what was going on or what he had planned for the night.

He opened the door for me and I sat in his black bmw. He had something in his hands as he got into the car. He gave me a bouquet of flowers. "

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