The Party After Dark.

The Party After Dark.

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You and Courtney have been friends since childhood. You never had friends growing up. Courtney was the only one. Sometimes you wonder if she is even real. That she's not a figment of you're imagination. The pain always hurt, never having someone to be by your side, yet Courtney made it hurt so... comfortably. Some people change in high school, not Courtney though. She still has her bubbly feminine, yet sarcastic teasing side... She still had the same feelings for you, as you did for her 6 years ago, or so you thought.. People always thought you guys were a couple. Her beautiful green eyes mixed with your dark long curls. Sometimes their comments manipulate you, making you think.. Maybe we are more than friends... Maybe I need to fit in, Maybe I don't know at all... You know deep down that you are a people pleaser and that you do anything for someone's approval... Fitting just in, to what they describe. Sometimes good.. mostly bad. What happens next, considering the aftermath though?
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