Chapter Four

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I woke up, breathing heavily as I rubbed my eyes. I'm so happy that that was only a dream. That would be SUPER embarrassing.

When I got to school Lason was waiting for me by the front doors. "I want to talk about last night." He said. No! He probably never wants to see me again. He probably didn't like me.

"What is it." I asked him, rolling my eyes. He said, "I just wanted to tell you that I enjoyed myself last night and, erm, wanted to know if you wanted to hang out again sometime..." I stayed silent, unable to express my happiness.

Finally I spoke, "I'm free anytime you are. and by the way, I had fun last night too." With that, I walked through the doors to my first class, feeling confident. Man, I really hope I don't love this boy.

We met up later that weekend at a park by the school. We chatted a little bit, kissed a couple times, and overall had a great time. It wasn't until the end that something horrible happened. "Karslyn..." He started. "I really like you. Like, REALLY like you. If you don't mind me asking, will you be my girlfriend?" My heart pounded in my chest, my eyes wandered hungrily to his lips. Man I wanted to kiss him. "Yes!" I exclaimed. We both stood up and kissed each other with as much passion and love possible. I didn't think this day could go wrong.

That was until I heard the flash of cameras behind me and Lason.

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