This chapter has got me kind of stuck with both stories at the moment. I've had a bit of writers block, which is weird cause I always have new ideas in my head. But! I saw the cutest comment on the last chapter on my phone earlier this morning, and I'm like .. I'VE GOT IT!
SO oops .. haha. Enjoy loves!
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The first 30 minutes of this thing called a homecoming was fun, until you know when Amber decided to leave me for Calvin.
But its cool! Just sittin in the corner, sipping my fruit punch.
All alone.
With a big white poofy dress on.
Yeah I'm a big loser.
You would expect people would want to know who the girl was with the huge white dress on and a mask. But I guess this generation's curiosity is a little dim.
I sat back in the closet chair near me, and lifted up my dress. These shoes were literally killing me. How could anyone stand around in them for such a long time?
If it wasn't for my mom, being my stylist for the night, I would have worn some old chucks.
.. Who am I kidding? Amber wouldn't even let me out the house with those things.
I groan inwards to myself and picked up my cup of punch, finishing it completely.
Well theres goes my activity for the night.
Someone cleared their throat from above, getting my full attention.
At first I was confused, since I was looking down, it looked like a guy was wearing boots. Like the kind a girl would wear.
But when looking up, it all made sense.
The guy smiled showing all of his teeth, the same old goofy smile that I've learned to love.
Tyler.
"Hey! Uhm .. I couldn't help but notice you come in."
"Some entrance right?" He chuckled rocking back on his heels, than forward.
"Yeah! So .. what are you doing in this corner? The parties out there." He pointed to the middle of the floor.
I felt my cheeks flame up a little. Than waved my hand down. "The shoes."
"Oh come on, I'll dance with you if you want .. You know only if you want. I think it would be awkward if you didn't want it and I did." He jumped a little, his eyes going wide. "IT! As in dancing, nothing other than that." He than sighed.
I've never seen Tyler act like this over anything, he's the confident kind of guy. Which is why he always convinces me to do stuff with him.
His left hand rode across the top of his head, while sighing. "What I'm trying to say, or more ask, would you like to dance with me?"
I stared blankly at his face for a while, it looked like it was hard for him to get that out. Hm, what's wrong with him?
I'll push it aside for now.
Standing up, I smoothed out my dressed than smiled up at him. "Sure lets go."
~Dance floor~
We were dancing for god knows how long. Felt kind of like an hour an a half to me.
But than the DJ decided it was time to slow things down a bit, the DJ was a big ol' butt if you ask me.
I wasn't very advance with the slow dancing or anything, so I thought it was going to be really awkward.
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My Cinderella Story.
Teen FictionTaylor Harley was the outcast of the school. Tyler Chownston was the new, instant popular guy. What happens when these two become best friends? What happens at homecoming that changes Tyler view of love? Just another silly Cinderella Story :)