"Does this feel real enough?" He grabbed my face delicately in his hands, the rain runs down our foreheads to where our lips meet, each of us tasting the cold drops.
Sparks flew in every direction, but instead of detracting from the intensity of th...
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Kennedy's P.O.V
THE NIGHT OF Jersey's birthday party arrives and I'm standing in front of my closet, with a messed up bunch of clothes.
20minutes ago dad let me sneak my phone into my room so that I'd be able to call if I needed help when I'm gone. And just now my phone lights up with a new message.
CAIDEN: picking u up in an hour
Seeing it's from him I let my heart squeeze in a good way.
Ever since King brought up yesterday how he'd been going crazy without me. Our kiss has been replaying over and over again in my mind like a broken radio.
I want to wear something nice but to me all my clothes suck.
I shoot Michelle a quick photo of my
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clothes and text for help.
My door nudges open slightly, my mind races and I pray it's not mum. Then a black, wet nose pokes its way through.
"Roscoe!" I whisper. He hears me and squeezes himself through the gap.
Roscoe trots over, his tail wagging happily. "Hey buddy."
He lays down on my rug and lets me rub his stomach for a while.
Ping!
MICHELLE: your fairy godmother is here! Try the denim jacket in the corner with a dress from the pile.
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