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"Are you going to the reunion tonight?"
I could hear Ned's question from the bathroom as I rushed back into my room to grab the pile of clothes on my bed.
"Well Ned that's why I called you to ask if you were going." I replied back, walking into my bathroom and looking down at my phone.
Ned being Ned looked dumbfounded at first but a smile appeared on his face once he saw me, that's when I realized he hasn't changed.
"Oh right! yeah I'm going with Peter."
I haven't heard that name in so long. I refused to think about him, usually when it comes to a guy you loved. You never really forget about him. But I did. Swallowing the lump in my throat that I apparently had, I let out a deep sigh and spoke, "You two still talk?"
"Well duh he's my best friend."
I furrowed my eyebrows, "I thought Harry was his best friend."
"Harry ain't nothing compared to me."
I chuckled a little and finally found a dress, pulling it out, I showed it to Ned, "what about this?"
"Better than the rest you showed me."
I smiled, "see Ned this is why I love calling you for fashion advice."
"I do have some pretty good sense of fashion." He said with a sly smirk on his face, nodding his head.
"Are you wearing your hat?" I asked him, digging into my jewelry box to find some decent earrings to go with my outfit.
"I always wear my hat."
I chuckled, "ok well I'll call you later I need to finish getting ready."
"Alright bye Y/n, love you. I'll see you later" he said.
"I love you too Ned, see you later."
Quickly hanging up the phone, I began to strip out of my clothes into my dress. After high school I became a blogger, I started my site when I was 18, during my Senior year and it launched off right in the middle of it. After that I got many scholarships and opportunities for many colleges.
Peter and I haven't talked at all after he left my room to "check" on the neighborhood. We actually stopped being friends and I became the new "Liz Allen" or so everyone said. It really upset me when I saw Peter talk to her on her last day but what could I have done? At that moment I thought he hated me. I thought he wanted nothing to do with me but the more I thought about it, the more I had time for myself. It was true what I said. Peter didn't love me like he said he did, he loved her.
"Well don't you look very pretty." Michelle smiled when she saw me through the phone after picking up.
"You look very pretty too." I said, pulling my car out on reverse.
