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Tori

Melany stares at some random instructor. Seriously? Again? All of us look damn bored at the woman's speech about values. Everyone but Alyssa, of course.

Someone taps my shoulder. I turn around lazily. A tall guy with blue eyes and brown hair stares at me widely.

"What?" I snap. He looks down. I look down too. Oh God, I'm stepping on him.

"I'm sorry." I turn red because he's extremely handsome. He smiles and I look away. Jesus, this never happens to me.

"Hey what's your name?" He asks. I turn to his ocean eyes again.

"Tori. What's yours?"

"Tristan. Come over to our party tomorrow. It'll be cool." Everyone starts leaving and I stay with him.

"Ask your friend where." He points at Dakota, going to the bushes at some smoke coming out from the nowhere.

"Why should I?" I ask, teasing.

"Don't, then. I'll be fine." He says with a smirk and turns around.

"See you there." He says, still walking. When he turns around, I lift my middle finger at him.

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