Wonderful Japanese Women
Lissa’s dress was red. (A/N: LOOOL whoa I didn’t realize the name until now … sorry but just go along with it.) It was as short as mine. The back was fully exposed though with straps. At the brim of the dress there were little golden beads.
It was a strapless dress too. The dress flowed down to her knee in an odd fashio, Dating Match. But still it was nice. “Holy crap” she said “God, I thought you two weren’t coming in till later” He had told me that he was planning to come down whenever he could and stay at his friend’s house that lived in my area. I was so excited about the idea, and deep down was relived. I was pretty sure that he had fallen for me as I had him – but we hadn’t say the words yet. So I was glad to hear that (even though I doubted it was) our relationship wasn’t just a holiday fling.
We still hadn’t done anything past kissing, although we almost did one night but were interrupted as his mum came home early. Even though I was nervous about the thought of losing my virginity, I knew I wanted to with Decla, Dating Match.
He got my heart pumping each time he kissed me, and I was definitely sure that I wanted an ‘intimate’ relationship with him. “MAPLE” “Never.” I whispered. “Really?
That’s pretty hard to believe.” Blair scoffed at him before turning on her heel and stomping up the stairs, halfway up she stopped and looked down at him, “Find a different room to sleep i, Dating Match.” She said and continued up the stairs. Tonight is the perfect night for an Awakening.
“Yeah… You did mess up pretty bad,” Ellen said, reaching down and squeezing my hand. “But whatever. I’m over it, and we’re hanging out now. We’re cool.” I glance his way, though refusing to meet his gaze. I am truly curious as to why he felt so determined to make me love him. It can’t possibly be because he is attracted to me, for I am too ugly for that. It can’t be because of my personality, for it is the worst I’ve observed so far in my lifetime.