preparing for my first date with Jacques, i was a nervous wreck.
Lara invited me to the mall to help me pick out an outfit.
"Lara, how does this look? too cheap? he said it was formal..."
"you need to stop worrying. Jacques, from what I heard is a good dude and he'll think you'll look amazing no matter what you wear."
"you might be right. but i want to look amazing for him."
"okay, how about this one?"
she points to a knee-length red dress. i gape at it. beautiful, simple, classic.
"i-it's stunning! let me try it on now!"
i emerge from the dressing room. Lara applauds and i bow dramatically.
"you look amazing!" she squeals. "have you seen yourself?"
i look in the mirror. the dress hangs tight in the right places and flows loosely around my legs. i give a twirl.
"i do look pretty fly, don't i?"
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Teen Fiction"I am not a word, I am not a line. I am not a girl that could ever be defined." or, the story of a girl who has nothing more than an iPod, a diary, and a dream. until she meets the boy in the cafe and the girl from the studio.
