Chapter 4

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Bailey Mcglennon's P.O.V

It was seven o'clock and I was getting ready to go on a date with the boy of my dreams.

I put on a black dress that flows out down to my knees. I put on black flats and I grab my white hand bag. I put on a bit of mascara, eyeliner and some lipgloss. I put my hair in a ponytail.

I check the time on my phone and it's 7:45. I wait for Jason to get here.

Eight o'clock comes 'round and the doorbell rings.

I check my appearance one last time in the mirror and I go answer the door.

"Wow you look beautiful," Jason says.

"Thanks," I say shyly.

He takes my hand and we walk to his car.

"So where are we going?" I ask, getting into the passenger seat.

"It's a surprise," Jason says, coming around to the drivers side.

I sigh in anticipation as he drives.

He pulls up our front of the Eiffel Tower.

"It's beautiful," I whisper.

He smirks and takes my hand. He leads me up the stairs inside. We walk out onto a platform and I stare at the breathtaking view.

In the middle of it all is a little table. There are candles and a violin player.

"Jason," I smile.

We take our seats and the violin player starts playing as we eat our food.

Deanna Slotegraaf's P.O.V

I was getting ready for my "date" with William. I put on my blue dress that sticks tightly to my body. I put on my white heels. I put on mascara and eyeliner, making my eyes very dark and I add bright red lipstick.

I look at my appearance in the mirror one last time as I hear the door bell ring.

"Hi," I say cheerily, stepping out of the house and closing the door behind me.

"Wow... You-You look- you're-I-" William stutters, not able to complete a sentence.

I laugh, knowing what he is trying to say. "Thanks," I say, "so where to?"

"I was thinking dinner on the Eiffel Tower," William says, still staring at my outfit.

"No!" I say a little to quickly, I remember Jason talking to his friends about taking Bailey to the Eiffel Tower.

"Why not?" William asks, a little disappointed.

"I-I mean, I've been the Eiffel Tower before, its nothing special," I try to cover up my out burst.

"Oh, okay, well where do you want to go?" William asks, disappointment still thick in his voice.

"Uh, I-I've never been to-um..." I flounder for something to say.

"I know a place," William takes my hand and it's all sweaty, I can tell he's nervous.

We get in his car and I open the window, letting the wind whip through my hair.

We arrive at a thicket of trees. This was his idea of a date?

He must see my reaction because he takes my hand and leads me into the woods. He pushes open a bunch of leaves and a gate appears.

He urges me through the gate. When I step inside a beautiful garden lays out before my eyes.

"I come here a lot when I need time alone," William says.

"It's beautiful," I whisper.

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