1. Ok. I'm throwing this huge party. And you're invited. You put on your best shirt. A black and white skin tight, long sleaved shirt. And a white skirt that comes up to about your finger tips, maybe abit higher. You also added a small school girl look. You put on black knee highs. You though they were cute. You slipped on a pair of black shoes and ran out the door. Once you got there, you were a little late. You said sorry. 2 guys sat on a circularl coutch. You didn't know what was going on. ''Uh, Summer...'' You whispered over to me, ''Yeah?'' I replied. ''...What's with the boys? I thought this was going to be girls only.'' You questioned. ''I never said it was going to be girls only.'' I said and laughed. Your throat tightened abit. ''Well, what does that mean?'' You asked. ''You'll find out.'' You swallowed, it was hard, and sat down right in the middle of all the guys. They stared. 'Why did I do that?' You thought to your self. ''C'mon, folks! Lets get this together!'' I shouted. All the boys wrote down a number. You and I didn't have to, because we were the girls. (Yay us!) All the boys put the numbers in a blow. I shook it around abit and handed it to you. ''C'mon, pick, pick.'' I chanted.
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