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             So lunch with Veronica,Hayley and Jakson was a fail...I don't even know why I thought it was okay to take lunch with them...
             Now i'm just in my room reading a really good book,but I can't help but think how much fun everyone is having at the party.I can't really go there...I don't wanna see either Jakson or Hayley.I'm kind of sorry for Veronica...she is really nice and I don't understand why she is friends with people like that.
              I kept reading and talking to my internet best friend.I met her when I was 12 years old.I was the new girl at her school and she offered to give me a tour and that is how we started talking.Her name is Jessica and she is pretty much my only friend.She knows everything about me and I'm so happy I met her.She helped me a lot while moving all over the country.
                Suddenly,the door bell rings.That's strange....who could it be here at this our at noon?It's Jakson....what could he possibly do here?
                 -Hei ,Bradshaw.I'm here to take you to the party...his eyes are killing me!
-Um....I'm not going to that party and why would you come all the way to my house just to pick me up?
-Why not?his little smart ass smile showed up on his face.
-You don't even know me Jakson!I get that you wanna hook up with every girl in school,but I'm not gonna fall for your games...I'm smarter than that.
                 -So I see everyone warned you about me....and a smirk showed up on his face.
                 -Yes,they did.So can you please leave now?
                 -I'm not leaving until you get in my car and come to the party.It's a friday night and you are sitting in your room reading books or whatever were doing there.....that's sad.
-No,sad is that you are bagging a girl who doesn't want anything to do with you to come to a party....so please leave me alone...I'm not in the mood for another fight...
-What do you mean another fight?his smirk disappeared and now all I wish is that I wouldn't have said anything and just closed the door in his face.
-Why do you even care,Jakson?It's not like you know or care about me!
-You're right,I don't!I don't even know why I came here!Bye Bradshaw...
And that was it....one missed chance of finding about this bad boy who doesn't seem so bad anymore.Now I'm back alone in my room all by myself alone with my thoughts.I can't help but I think what would have happened if I would have gone to the party.It was nice of Jakson to come here,but I won't get involved with him...he is just like every other fuckboy.
                 Now,someone knocks at my door again...if it's Jakson I'm gonna loose my mind.
              -Can't you just leave?I said before I even opened the door.When I saw who was behind it I felt really bad for what I've said.
               -Hei,Emily!Sorry to bother you,I can leave if you want...
                -Oh,no!I thought you were someone else!What are you doing here?and a big smile shows up on my face.
                 -I wanted to ask you if you want to come to the party with me,but if you're not in the mood it's okay...
                 -That's so nice of you...I would love to come with you,but I have to get my bag first.
                 -Oh,okay.I'll wait here.His eyes seemed so happy and alive.
                  -You can wait inside,Nate.I'll be right back.This was for sure a sign that I should to to this party.
              I ran to my room as fast as I could.First I had to change into something more eye catching,but the problem is that I don't have anything like that in my closest...I tried about 10 outfits,but none of them seemed fitting...so I  looked in a box where my mom's clothes were.A sparkly dress caught my eyes.It was so pretty.It seemed like the perfect dress.I tried it on and I completely fell in love with it.I took my bag and I ran back downstairs.
               When I entered the living room,Nate was looking at the pictures of me,Brianna and my dad.He seemed pretty confused so I figured he was asking why there is no picture of my mom.
                 -My mom died a few years ago...I said.
                 -Oh....I'm sorry.You don't have to talk about it...
                  -It's okay,Nate...I want to take this burden of my chest.
                   - I'm always here if you want to talk to someone,Emily.Do you wanna still go to the party?...
                   -Yes,sure...
We go into his house and drove about 30 minutes till we got to the party.I've got to admit,this party seems pretty cool even if I haven't been to many parties in my life.Everyone seems to be having a lot of fun,bun honestly I'm not really in the mood.When we enter the house Mate did a very spontaneous gesture...he took my hand into his and kissed my cheek.I certainly wasn't expecting that.
Nate and I entered the kitchen to get a drinks and there he was...Jakson Kydd.He stared at me for a few seconds and then he looked away obviously hoping I wouldn't see that.I part from Nate and get closer to Jakson.
-So you decided to show up after all,Bradshaw!his dimples driving me crazy.
-Yeah...
-Nate...what are you doing here?obviously they don't really like each other after the looks they have on their faces.
-Oh,I'm just here to spend some time with Emily.What about you?
-I'm just looking forward to getting drunk...and then he winks at me.Bradshaw,can I talk with you for a second?
-Um...yes,sure.
We went upstair to one of the rooms so we could talk quietly.
-So what are you doing here after all,Emily?he seems upset,but I don't know why.
-It's a party,why wouldn't I be here?
-You know what I mean,don't play dumb.
-Why do you care Jakson?What I'm doing or who I'm seeing is none of your business.So please stop acting like you know me or care about me.
                 -Bradshaw,give me a break....and then he left without saying anything else.
Suddenly,I wanted him to come back...but I knew it wasn't right,he is just playing with me...

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