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June 15, 2014, 11:46 p.m

[[[[please pay attention to the dates as well, or you will be confused. sometimes each boys leaves off with their last point of view]]]]

I could see that bobby wasn't really liking the club. she was fascinated with everyone in it, including the strippers.

it was cute how she liked watching the strippers. not that she was attracted to them, just the fact that they danced in caged, and had like a shower pouring down on them. it was hot, but I was too focused on bobby.

"let's dance," I said grabbing we head as she shook her head looking confused.

"no, I can't dance," she said and I smiled and shrugged, while I pulled her over to the floor.

she tugged me back, frowning look at everyone dancing and the way they were grinding their bodies, and she shook her head again.
"no michael," she said and I shook my head.

"ehat, can't dance like them?" I questions nodding my heads towards the girls grinding on their boys and she glanced down feeling embarrassed as I smiled, bringing her chin up with my finger and shaking my head.

"that's not the way I wanted to dance anyways," I said as she looked confused, and I pulled her closer as I put her hand on my shoulder, and held the other one, and starts dancing as she giggled.

"you are such a dork," she said smiling, "I love it."

my face heated up, wanting to hear more of her words, but her laugh was good bough for me.
"step on my feet," I said and she did so as I started spinning fast, making her giggle, along with me.

I pulled her about, letting her spin, then gave her a dip, and a kiss on the nose. she blushed shaking her head, as we stood back up straight and I glanced around seeing if I could find any of the boys.

"wanna get out of here?"

she shrugged her shoulders and nodded. I looped our fingers together, and made our way out of the club, and began walking down the street.

as we walked, we neared Wendy's, and we walked through the drive though and I knocked on the window smiling, as I received a weird glance from the girl.

"drive through requires a car," she said and I glanced at bobby and shrugged.

"I don't have a car," I said and she sighed.

"okay, what do you want?" she asked and I smiled.

I ordered for both bobby and I and we went to the second window, and got our food after I paid for it. we sat down at the table outside and ate the food, and drunk our frappes, which were rather good.

"thanks mikey," she smiled and I returned it nodding my head.

we began walking back down the street, and she yawned, so we headed back to my house. as we were walking I interwined our fingers together and very nervously I did. but instead of pulling away she grasped her fingers to my hand, holding on and I tried to resist smiling. but it was hard.

she was amazing. young, yes, by dear god she was all I wanted. all I could do was hope tha she felt the same. even though she probably only looks at me as an older brother.

fuck. she probably only looks at me as an older brother.

without thinking any further I pulled my hand from her grasp, and she gave me a confused look as I became nervous and shook my head.

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