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The Dance Partner (On Hold)

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I didn't need to turn around to know that Logan was sulking as he walked away. Since i still felt like ranting i pulled away from Trey to say one last thing."You know. I though you changed and everyone was wrong about you."       He paused. Looking at the ground.       "You worst. You're a low life, asshole who only cares about themselves. Who hurts girls in all different ways. But nothing compares to the way you hurt ME." I was honest in my last sentence. After all he had done. What i went though in the those five years wish i had him by my side. It hurt me so badly, cause i had loved him, as a friend. And more.      HE hung his head, and turned away.       Part of me wanted to smile at myself ~My brain~ and part of me wanted to comfort him to take everything back. Tell him how much he meant to me and still does ~My Heart~   But this is the way things are. He doesn't care about me. Never has and probably never will. But a little voice told me that i wish someday he will care about me....... Just like I care about him.........    ~*~    Ann Peterson is very excited for the dance unit in gym. With the biggest ball of the season coming up the school is teaching everyone ballroom dance. But when her partner is Logan Michaels things take an unexpected twist. Her life flips and she learns the truth that was hidden from her, her whole life. She's gonna need to learn how to trust. And let her self go. And it's time she show's the world what she's made of.All Rights Reserved

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