The Promise
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- Votos 1
- Partes 2
"Can we make a promise?"
"Course bug what is it?"
"All high school dances we will only go with each other- and you have to pinkie promise!!"
"Of course I pinkie promise."
Alora grew up with a boy next door her whole life, Matthew. They ended up to be friends throughout their whole childhood. Over summer break going into 7th grade Alora asked an odd question, making Matthew promise it. Of course Matthew did so. But does he hold up this promise or does he break it?
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