Chapter 10

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I slammed the door to my room closed and slammed down on my bed

"Emily! What the heck happened? One minute you were there and the next minute you weren't, and you were both silent the whole ride home" Hailey said with some disgust because I had disappeared with her brother.

"Well one minute we were just talking, and then the next minute he kissed me."
I tried not to sound too excited because I didn't want Hailey to know it was my first kiss. I know what your thinking, but yeah at home i was never focussed on boys or anything so i've never had a boyfriend.

"What? Was it good? Like was he a good kisser?"

"Ew! I'm not going to tell you! He's your brother" Although he was a very good kisser i wasn't going to tell Hailey.

"Whatev-" we were interrupted by a knock on our door.
I told Hailey to get the door so i could go to the bathroom.

When she answered the door I heard her talking to a familiar male voice, but i couldn't put a name on the voice.

I was fixing my hair when i heard the door close
"Who was that?" I asked hoping it wasn't anyone important.

"Umm well here." Hailey handed me an envelope with my name written in calligraphy.
"What's this? A love note?" I asked sarcastically and exaggerating the O in love.

"Well just read it." she was very hesitant. "Who could it possibly be from?"

It read:
"Dear Emily,
Meet me in the arena under the lights at ten.
Oliver"

Who is Oliver? Why the fuck does he want me to meet him under the lights?

"It's um a note from Oliver? Telling me to meet him under the lights."

"Emily, I don't know who the hell Oliver is, but he was pretty damn cute."

Good she can have him.

"What did he look like?" I asked hoping that if i knew what he looked like i would know who he was.

"Well he had brown hair and brown eyes." Hailey was still in awe

"Hails snap out of it!" I said snapping my fingers in front of her face. "That is a description of about every boy on the campgrounds."

"Oh! Also he had cheekbone li-" i interrupted her mid-sentence knowing exactly who Oliver is.

"He is the boy whose door i knocked on only in my bikini!" Remembering that awful time.

"Ohh. Well what could he possibly want?" sounding a little disappointed

"I don't know, but let's figure this out later. I'm starving!"

What do I do? Do I actually meet him there?
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wow how long has it been?

sorryxx

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