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yes, these new walls
are pretty hard to crack.
*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
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"THANK YOU, AGAIN. For taking me to the show, Mr. Bowen." He smiled at me carefully as I sat down on the couch, waiting for him to get ready so we can be on our way for Ricky's opening night.
"Yeah, of course. Let me just get my keys and we'll be on our way." I nodded as I see him disappear from the corner of the hall. A knock then comes from the door and I jumped off the seat, walking to the door to unlock and open it. On the other side was Ricky's mom.
"Romane!" She greeted. My eyes were wide at this point, not expecting her to be riding with us. She gave me a hug and I greet her back.
"You're driving with us?" I asked as I let her in the house. She nodded and Mr. Bowen came from the kitchen, keys in hand.
"Hey!" He says as they hug each other. I was confused about how to feel. If Ricky sees this, it's a possibility he will get his hopes up for nothing and that's not something I wanted to see.
"HEY, TROY BOLTON," I greet Ricky Bowen as he engulfs me in a hug, lifting me up and spinning me. "Your mom is here." I tell him as he let's go of me gently and a goofy smile forms on his face as he nods.
