Stand Up

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(Autors note)
Sorry I haven't updated this story in so long I've been very busy and I never knew anyone would read it but I'm going to start updating more now that I know people actually read it)

I could barely get the words out my mouth but of course I told him yes. We skipped first period and spent it sitting at my locker talking and laughing. We exchanged numbers and the next thing I knew that bell had rung. Derrick was a popular guy with many friends and I was just a nobody.

The day went by very slow. He told me he would be the pick me up at 8pm. I had never been on a date before and I was terrified. My father would be ferrous if he knew I was going out with a boy.

Father abused me in every way he could he burnt me and rapped me and beat me and cut me. He always said it was my fault. I guess that is the reason I never talked to boys and was always scared of them.

When I got home no one was there. I always got home at around 5pm. I had three hours to get ready. I laid out the most beautiful dress I owned. It was a purple strapless dress with a cupcake bottom. I had never worn it before because my mother gave it to me the day before she was murdered and told me to wear it for special occasions only.i decided this was a special occasion.

I hopped in the shower and when I got out I decided to straighten my hair. it was already 6:30pm. I blew dry my hair and began to straighten it. By the time I was done it was 7:30. I hurried to my room and put on my makeup and my dress and a pair of purple converse.

After I was done getting dressed I headed down stairs to wait for Derrick. I waited for him and waited for him. I waited so long I passed out on my couch and didn't realize it until the morning. When I woke up I realized that Derrick had stood me up.

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