As we got into the car Ethan was rambling about Angie, saying things that were harsh and mean. I didn't hear a lot of it because I blocked out anything that didn't make sense.
"E, stop talking." When I said that he gave me a look, a look of sadness. Then he got out of the car and started running his hands through his hair like a Maniac. "E, calm down." He stopped and let me finish. "Listen. She told me that shes gonna pick me up at 10 tommorow. Come with me, and we all can talk this out.". Me and Grayson never really talked when I came over, sometimes he's charismatic, and other times he's stone cold. I don't get him. I want to, but I don't. I've never really gotten kids like him. I mean my parents were like that, but me, E, and Anglea were always the good kids on the block.
"Okay, I'll be at your house by 9:30. Okay?"
"Yeah, that's fine!" When I said that he kissed my cheek and said goodbye.
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After I got home I got a text from Angie, saying shes excited about tomorrow. Then I replied with a text basically saying that I was excited too and I was cranky, tired and needed to go to bed. I never really go to bed when I say I am. I kinda just lay in bed imagining scenarios in my head for about 30 minutes. I went to go wash my face then I look in the mirror. I don't look like the other girls. I look, different. I guess you could call me ugly, hot, pretty, or mediocre. Mixed, black hair, tall. The complete opposite of Maggie lindeeman, or loren Gray. But I'm still pretty I guess. After I'm done checking myself out in the mirror, I hear a knock on my door.
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My Little Secret
Fanfiction"Why did you love me in the first place anyway?" "Because I had no choice." "Well you always have choices..." "Not when it comes to you, crazy right?" Then he left.
