Chapter 13

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*Zeke's P.O.V unless stated*

I walked with Cece into the giant tent set up for the New Years party. The music was blasting and there were flashing lights, it was pretty awesome.

Oh great Jasmine Jones is walking over here.

Jasmine is the spawn of satan. She walks around school & makes fun of people, sabotages, and black mails.

"So where is your friend....what's her name, September, December, March?" Jasmine laughed.

"It's April." I snapped.

"Yeah her. Where is she? I need to make fun of someone, I'm bored." She stated.

"She's not here. So please leave me alone, because we don't support plastic surgery." I complained and walked away with Cece.

"Come dance." Cece dragged me on to the dance floor and we began grinding slightly.

Her hands laid gently around my neck as our hips moved in sync. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her cheek a couple of times. Good thing we don't have monitors/chaperones at this dance otherwise we would be kicked out.

A few minutes later she slowed down and looked at me, "I'll be right back." Cece said breaking away and walking out of the tent.

"Be back before twelve!" I screamed after her.

I looked at my watch, 11:57pm.
I began worrying and walking back in forth in a straight line.

I was planning to kiss Cece at 12:00 it was suppose to be romantic, the most magical night of our life's. Beginning the new year with a kiss.

I looked up from my thoughts to see a beautiful girl in a golden dress and mask that covered her face except for the bottom half. She looked at me and smiled. The thing that stuck out about her most, was her golden lipstick.

Wow was she hot.

I could tell that whatever was under that mask was perfection.

No! You have a girlfriend.

Maybe that was Cece......she did leave very unexpectedly..... But Cece has blonde hair and this girl had long brown hair. It was the most beautiful hair I have ever seen, it almost seemed fake.

What if it is Cece wearing a wig.

Oh I don't know! But whoever she is, I can't stop looking at her and it seems like she can't stop looking at me.

Is it possible for a guy to blush this much!?

I smiled and turned around to take a drink of my punch. When I looked back at where she was standing she was gone. She disappeared as fast as she came.

Huh, I wonder where she went.

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