Pretty Girl Asian

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Pretty Girl AsianA shiver ripples through my body as a blast of cold air brushes against me. He notices instantly, and takes his shirt off. He has a tank top of some kind underneath, but I am still instantly affected. My breathing grows hitched, betraying my interest too the all-too-observant ma, Pretty Girl Asian. “When?” All he does is nod and then shut the bathroom door “ Who…” I stopped, and saw the Wii remote on the ground next to the TV. “ Who did it?” I hissed. They all pointed to one another.

I clenched my jaw, and closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I went to open my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I closed my mouth again and rubbed my temples. I opened my eyes, and went to speak again but I closed my eyes and shook my head at them. “I can’t even come up with words to describe you idiots!

” I yelled stalking off into the kitche, Pretty Girl Asian.

I heard someone walking in the kitchen and I turned around and saw Clay standing their giving me a sheepish smile. But then why does my head hurt so much? “Holy crap Red, watch where your going!

” He was glowering at me while mouthing me off. ME: Hell NO! We’re just best friends I mean USED TO BE best friends Though I could never get the image of Finn singing ’NSync out of my head. That was burned into my brain for life. She perked up then, her eyes shining with brightness.

I should have known to say that first. “Oh, him? I saw him pass by here about ten minutes ago towards that purple tent over there,” she smiled, pointing at it. “He sure was fine,” she murmured, looking over at the tent once more, as if he would suddenly emerge from it and sweep her up into his arms. I dropped my phone on the tiled floor and slid down the wall, running my hands through my hair in panic.

He had my cell phone number, and he was watching us. Me being as stupid as I was, I’d only thought he was planting these things and leaving…but he was watching us. “Uh, yes,” I felt embarrassed by the attention Nancy was giving to me, not Eve, but said nothing about it, choosing to bear with it. He shrugged.

“Um…yes I do” what happen to her dad? i couldn’t take it anymore i walked in slowly, it seems she hasn’t notice my presence cause she is still crying.

I see her inside her closet holding tight to her chest a photo album. Nike stared at her son, “You really thought I would even think of abandoning you?” She said as tears welled up in her eyes and cascaded down her cheeks.

Pretty Girl Asian