Hey it's short again but I don't want it to be too long! Enjoy! (I'm now trying to post a chapter every day, so keep checking back!) The whole story's done now!
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Greg was at the door, holding a huge bouquet of flowers. When he saw me he smiled and gestured as to ask if he could come in. I moved out of the way, and he handed me the flowers. I smiled and put the flowers on a table, then walked back over and kissed him.
For a moment I had completely forgotten why I was mad at him to begin with, but then I remembered that girl.
"Who was that girl, anyway?" I asked him.
"Oh, that was this girl that I met awhile ago. We used to go out, and we slept together once, but after we broke up, she couldn't bear it and attempted suicide. The kid's in an orphanage, and she wouldn't accept the fact that we're through. She'd come over sometimes, and try to get me to sleep with her again, but I always just get her to leave. I'm sorry that she came today. She's never supposed to come back," he explained.
"Oh, wow. Um - I know that it's none of my business, but what's her name?" I asked.
"Oh, she's Kate - Kate Sanders."
"KATE? That wasn't Kate! She's the popular girlie-girl with 'long golden locks', not a suicidal punk!" I screamed. Greg looked terrified.
"You know her?" He asked, puzzled.
"Yes, I know her! I used to be in junior high with her!" I said.
"Wow. Well, she's definitely changed from the Kate that you used to know. She's very different."
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Greg and I were in his house, making out in his room. He pulled away from me and sat on his bed. I walked over and sat down beside him. He put his arm around my shoulders and kissed me once.
"Um, Miranda?" he whispered.
"Yeah, Greg?" I whispered back.
"I - uh - was wondering if maybe you wanted to move in with me in a few months? My brother will turn 18 next month and he's going to get out of here ASAP. So, we could live together," he explained.
"Wow, that sounds like a great offer. I'd love to!" I replied, still whispering.
"Cool, and also, do you want to stay here tonight?" he asked.
"Definitely. It's getting to be too late to go home now, anyway," I said.
"OK, so d'you wanna watch a movie here, or go out somewhere?" he asked.
"Um, lets go to a late movie. There's some good ones that I wanna see," I suggested.
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Greg was at the door, holding a huge bouquet of flowers. When he saw me he smiled and gestured as to ask if he could come in. I moved out of the way, and he handed me the flowers. I smiled and put the flowers on a table, then walked back over and kissed him.
For a moment I had completely forgotten why I was mad at him to begin with, but then I remembered that girl.
"Who was that girl, anyway?" I asked him.
"Oh, that was this girl that I met awhile ago. We used to go out, and we slept together once, but after we broke up, she couldn't bear it and attempted suicide. The kid's in an orphanage, and she wouldn't accept the fact that we're through. She'd come over sometimes, and try to get me to sleep with her again, but I always just get her to leave. I'm sorry that she came today. She's never supposed to come back," he explained.
"Oh, wow. Um - I know that it's none of my business, but what's her name?" I asked.
"Oh, she's Kate - Kate Sanders."
"KATE? That wasn't Kate! She's the popular girlie-girl with 'long golden locks', not a suicidal punk!" I screamed. Greg looked terrified.
"You know her?" He asked, puzzled.
"Yes, I know her! I used to be in junior high with her!" I said.
"Wow. Well, she's definitely changed from the Kate that you used to know. She's very different."
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Greg and I were in his house, making out in his room. He pulled away from me and sat on his bed. I walked over and sat down beside him. He put his arm around my shoulders and kissed me once.
"Um, Miranda?" he whispered.
"Yeah, Greg?" I whispered back.
"I - uh - was wondering if maybe you wanted to move in with me in a few months? My brother will turn 18 next month and he's going to get out of here ASAP. So, we could live together," he explained.
"Wow, that sounds like a great offer. I'd love to!" I replied, still whispering.
"Cool, and also, do you want to stay here tonight?" he asked.
"Definitely. It's getting to be too late to go home now, anyway," I said.
"OK, so d'you wanna watch a movie here, or go out somewhere?" he asked.
"Um, lets go to a late movie. There's some good ones that I wanna see," I suggested.