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Jannabelle's P.O.V
I got out of the shower and grabbed my towel. Running towards my room, I shut the door and went to my closet. It was 5:35 and I had no idea what I was going to wear.
Today at school, Evan and I talked more than usual. The conversations went a little like this:
Hey Jan.
Hey Evan.
Then they ended. I picked out my outfit. A peach dress that went down to my knees, white simple wedges, a thin white belt across the hips, and a random necklace.
I slipped on my dress and threw on the necklace. As I buckled my belt my phone rang.
Evan: Pick up?
Jan: Like I would give you my address!
Evan: Don't need it!
Jan:???
Evan: I do my research.
Jan: Whatever.
Evan: Be ready by 6!
Jan: Whatever.
Before I knew it there was a blue sports car in the small driveway the house.
"Your hubby's here!" My aunt yelled. I made my way down the stairs towards the door.
"He must be real handsome, making my little girl go trough all this trouble." She stated.
"What trouble? I didn't go through any trouble!" I said slightly defensive.
"Be home by 10, if not I'm calling the cops."
"Yeah, yeah.." I waved her off and left the house.
YOU ARE READING
Affliction
RomanceA traumatized girl, an boy willing to take a chance. "But.. I-I can't" "Trust me." She took his hand and they jumped.
