When I got home that day the first thing I did was call Emily.
"OMG," was the first thing I said into the phone.
"Let me guess," Emily said. "Some boy asked you out on a date...and it was the new guy."
She sounded heart broken.
"Em, it's nothing like that," I said trying to be convincing. "He just wants me to be his friend. He said so himself."
"Okay..." Emily answered.
"Hey!" I said excitedly as an idea came to my head. "Why don't you come with me?!"
"Really!?!?!?" Emily asked hopefully.
"YEAH!" I answered. "What if he's a murder or a super creepy guy?"
"Good point," Emily laughed. "Text me when it's time to go."
"Cool! See you then!"
"Night Am."
"Night Em."
I hung up my phone.
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Teen FictionAmanda's boyfriend, Randy, dumped her for her enemy, Opal. Amanda became depressed but one day a boy comes along and turns her life upside down. Watch as Clinton and Amanda destroy a popular belief. (not complete) (Cover from Google)
