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14; she's literally perfect

14; she's literally perfect

I can't believe it.

I looked at the driveway filled with cars, just cars, nobody else.

Just as I finally thought I've reached a moment in my life where I feel content and happy, something always had to go wrong.

I sat on the curb and couldn't help but cry for the second time today. But this time, it was for a legit reason.

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2 hours ago

Dylan and I locked hands as he walked me through the doors of the modern looking house. Although I live in a big house myself, the look of modern houses always capture my eyes, artistically.

In the entrance of the house, there was an indoor fountain. It reminded me of a lobby for a hotel.

Looks kind of empty for a party.

As soon as that thought crossed my mind, Dylan walks me up the stairs and finally music was heard. The house was so big that the large amount of people in this house, crowded barely half of this mansion. There was so many people. Hundreds.

Dylan then lets go of my hand to greet a couple of guys who had red cups in their hand; I'm guessing alcohol from experience.

"This is my girlfriend," I heard him say, as Dylan holds his hand back out to me.

I smiled and grabbed his hand, "Hey," I greeted.

"What's up, Juniper," the guy grins. He was wearing a button up shirt with a baseball cap that faced backwards.

"What's up," I awkwardly responded.

What are you supposed to say when someone asks you "What's up?"

Nothing much?

As Dylan was having a conversation with these boys, down the kitchen I saw a girl with noticeably blue navy hair. I forgot to tell Leah I was going to a party.

Surrounding her, I saw Jacob, Ryan, and Caleb casually just talking. It seemed like they were having fun. I kind of missed the small group friendship that we had before Ryan and I drifted apart. I always knew that Leah was still in contact with them; she was still trying to pursue Jacob.

Another girl came into the picture and I watched Ryan put his arm around her waist. It was Kate. Her black hair was effortlessly curled, and she had on a white crop top with jeans. Her hourglass shape never looked prettier.

I then frowned at the sight of her.

She's literally perfect.

"Do you want to go and say hi to them?" Dylan interrupts my thoughts and leaned his chin on my shoulder. His arms wrapped around my waist from behind.

"I thought you didn't like them," I teased, spinning myself around to face him.

"I mean, they're still your friends," he shrugs.

"Yo Dylan," the three guys came back, "Wanna play beer pong?"

Dylan looks at me as if he was silently asking for my permission. He then whispers sweetly, "I promise I won't drink."

I rolled my eyes at him silly and grinned, "Go have fun. I'm going to go and talk to Leah."

Dylan puts on his puppy eyes, "Thanks," he smiles and plants a kiss on the cheek before following the guys.

Kind of nervous, I made my way over to Leah's group.

"Juniper?" Caleb calls out.

I wasn't prepared for them to see be ten seconds earlier than planned.