"Can I take a photo with you?"I asked.
He looked shocked.
I guess he did not expect that to be the favour he thought I would ask.
"Of course." he answered.
"Thank you." I said.
"For what?" he asked.
"For accepting to take a photo with me."I answered.
"It's nothing." he said.
"It means a lot to me."I said.
"Why?" he asked.
"It's just important." I replied.
We took three photos together and one of him alone.
"I have to go its really getting late."I said.
"It was nice meeting you. I added.
"The pleasure is all mine." he responded.
We shook hands, before I could get my hand back he kissed it.
Ooh my God!
I was so surprised, to be honest nobody has ever done that to me... I found myself smiling with a big smile like never before.
"Bye." I said leaving in a hurry.
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"I'm so sorry......." I accidentally bumped into someone.
Emma! Again.
"Where are you going in such a hurry?"she asked.
"Home." I replied.
"You wanted to leave without saying goodbye to me?" she asked disappointed.
"Of course not dear, I was on my way to look for you in the washroom." I replied laughing.
They both laughed.
"You can sleep with me in my room then tomorrow you can go home." she said.
"I would love that but I can't, I promised Jayne to be back home after the party and also remember that tomorrow is school day. I have to wake up early to prepare for school."I said trying to persuade her.
"Okay then." she said defeated.
"I will take you home. Stanley suggested.
"No! there is no need for that." I said in assurance.
"Please! I insist." he said.
"Please accept Rita for my own frith of mind."Emma said.
"Okay then I accept." I said.
They both made a sigh of relieve.
"Goodbye dear." I hugged her.
"Goodbye too dear." she replied.
"See you tomorrow at school." she said.
"Okay!"I said as I was leaving.
"Stanley make sure to drive safely." She said.
"I promise I will."he replied.
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Not Sorry I Left
RomanceIt's about a girl who put on a mask;happy. She felt powerless,someone who was immune to the pain and drown deeper in her darkest fears. The mirror was the only thing that knew who she really was.
