He Lives

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~New Year's Eve (Day of the dance)~




The next morning, I was woken up by Nichole and Rachel beating me with pillows at 7 a.m. until I got up and made them breakfast.


Not gunna lie, I was hungry so I was'nt entirely pissed when they woke me up.


"Yeah, whatever go get it ready downstairs and I'll be down there in a few", I sighed and rubbed my face.


"Cool-come on", Rachel said as her and Nichole ran out.




Groaning, I rolled over and checked my phone.


Still nothing from Ryan.


I sighed then sat up and grabbed Roy's hoodie before putting it on and going downstairs.


About an hour later, I had pancakes, eggs, bacon and coffee done-so let the breakfast bar begin.


Then when we were done, Nichole and Rach went to her room to get ready and I went to mine.





When I walked in, I closed the door, then opened the window for Roy and started getting ready.


It dawned on me today was the day of the dance and I dreaded it kinda.


I was in the middle of straightening my hair in my bathroom, when I heard the window open.


"Aye Pizzagirl", he called.


"In here", I called back as I finished another strand.


He walked into the door way then leaned on it while I did the very last of my hair.


"You ready?", he asked.

"I guess", I sighed as I ran my hand through my hair and walked out.


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We got to school later that day and I went straight to my locker.


"What time are you coming by tonight?", I asked Roy who was right next to me.


"I dunno-7?", he shrugged."Depends on how long you cake your face."


I leaned around my locker door then punched his arm and he laughed.


"Fuck you for your information I don't wear any makeup", I rolled my eyes.


"Yeah? You need it", he nodded as he closed it and walked down the hall.

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