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Emily, Lissa, and me were at one of the best dress stores in this tow, Asian Bride. Prom was only tomorrow and so far we haven’t been able to find the perfect dress. We searched high and low for it but with no luck. That’s when I spotted the perfect dress for me. It was white and 2 inches above me knee. There was only one strap and it was cut into half circles both spread out of each side. The dress seemed to hug my body. It made all the good features stand out. There were beads scattered across the brim that was made to look like a heart patter, Asian Bride. It was absolutely perfect. “What’s up with all the girls?
” Randy asked me during the drive to my house that afternoo, Asian Bride. For once, he didn’t have football practice, and he’d decided to take my father up on his ever-present dinner invitation and make up for the date we’d missed on Friday.
“Well, you don’t have to worry about that,” I told him, walking back to the table and putting on the finishing touches.
“I’m joining a convent after high school. No more boys.” Ever since then I’ve lived with Dallas, and I haven’t seen my brother or Melanie since that day either.
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. “It’s just…I’m not…” I growled, shaking my head and trying to find the words to explain why I didn’t want a mate. “I don’t want a mate, I don’t want a boyfriend and I don’t want to date anyone! I’m not ready for any of that, and I won’t be ready anytime soo, Asian Bride.” I said. “Mind if I drive?” He grinned, and I smiled back. “ Come on Ty! We were just trying to cook you breakfast since you were sick,” Clay said sheepishly.
I stood their staring at them, and then looked at the kitchen again, and sighed, and rubbed my temples.
“Come on!” I shouted, “Let’s race!” I wrung my hair out with my hands and plopped down on my towel, which was now haphazardly laying on the ground. “Hey baby! I know something that will keep you warm!” I looked over as another Jock waggled his eyebrows at me. To his astonishment, some looked away from his – what he hoped to be cold – gaze, though other stared with earned arrogance. But this time, he reminded himself, he was his father’s son, he didn’t have to care about them. I groan and trudge back to the ute to help with the furniture