The House

The House

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The pool behind our house was owned by Ray, like I said, rich kid. And when Taylor had the incredulous idea of throwing a pool party, the first thing Ray did was decline politely. The second thing he did was decline sternly and the third thing he did was storm off to his room shouting "THERE IS NO WAY A POOL PARTY IS HAPPENING HERE", and banging his door shut. Another important thing about Taylor James is no matter what happens he always gets what he wants. So by the end of that day we had with us flyers for the pool party invitation and a sulking Ray. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Try it out. Maybe you'll like it. Pseudonym-R
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