-DAY THREE- *Continued
"Hello, I'm Ashley, I'll be your server this evening. Can I start you off with something to drink?" Ashley was my age, seventeen. I knew because she used to be my best friend. But we didn't talk anymore, so I understoon when she talked only to Justin.
"Uhm, can I have a root beer please?" Justin ordered.
"And for your date?" Ashley's voice sharpened.
"Why don't you ask her?" Justin suggested.
"Justin don't, it's fine. I'll have a root beer." I tried to stop what was happening. I didn't want Justin to know about my past.
"I will be right back with your drink." Ashley said, smiling at him.
"What was that about?" Justin asked.
"It's a long story." When he just continued to stare at me I added, "I don't want to talk about it."
"Okay, let's talk about me." I blinked. Did he really just say that?
"Okay..."
"I love my hair. It's so shiny right?"
"Yea... it is pretty shiny." What was happening? Was he really that shallow?
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My Unhappily Ever After...
Teen FictionI fell in love with a movie star, then he died.
