Chapter 3- HappyPlace

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"I agreed to meet up with Zachary today at a fast food resturaunt called 'HappyPlace'. I am about to get ready. We're meeting up in an hour. I might update unless I.. You know.. Get lucky." On that note, I closed my journal.

I walked to my closet and dramatically opened the doors. "Okay let's.... See..."

I paused after I noticed most of my clothes are isles upon isles of jeans, shorts, crop tops, and T-shirts. I walked into my closet, sorting through the rows until I realized what I was doing. "Omg. I'm looking for something fancy to wear, I'm not even going on a date, AND on top of that-- I'm going to a fast-food resturaunt. It being HAPPYPLACE IS EVEN WORSE."

I picked out a red crop top and some bleached shorts. I put in some hair extensions to look girly and braided it. I decided not to go full on goth. I put on some blush and a surprisingly good smokey eye. My lips were pale so I just put on some lip gloss and completed my outfit with some leather combat boots. Hiya!

I got on my skateboard, which mimmiced the classic, 'White Girl Trying to Be a Tomboy' impression. Even so, I was so excited I messed up a ton. Even more classic.

When I got there, Zach was nowhere to be found. I eventually asked one of the people behind the ordering stand. "Did a Zach come here?" I asked.

She typed on a touch screen behind the cash register.

"In the past hour? 27 Zachs."

I groaned. He stood me up.

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