I look up and see Noah behind a bush. "Hey Noah!" I call from the car.
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Before we get out of the drive way I get a glance at Noah's face. Oh my god what happened to him?! We get to the club and get in very fast. "Eh I don't know." I reply to Sophie.
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I feel myslf turn bright red when I feel Finn's hand. I try to look at my feet and hide my face. What if Sophie put on a slow song? I can not dance very well.
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I gaze into Finn's eyes. "I'm not exactly sure how." My cheeks still red I smile shyly at him. "I mean singing is not a problem but dancing, eh."
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Before I can respond to Finn I look over to Sophie. "No, its fine." I say and turn my head back to Finn's. Just then I realize how close we are. Its like the kind of scene you see in movies and then they kiss. Wait, kiss? I feel myself burn at the warm thought. I follow Finn's feet in an attempt to dance.
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An electric shock shoots through me when his lips touch mine. I put my arms over his shoulders. I realize I stopped blushing. I think I found the cure.
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OOC: Thats a good advantage there since she has a girl character!!

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OOC: There was a problem with my old account but I fixed it! So I'm switching back to it!! YAY lol ill be back shortly
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OOC: Ill find an outfit sooner or later.
IC: I wake up tired and feeling strange. "Great." I think to myself out loud. I must have had a pretty hard night if I am feeling like this. I get up, vomit once or twice, and take a shower. Then I blow dry my hair straight and flat iron. I apply makeup and check the time. I grab my bags that the maids packed for me and head out the door to my limo. I do not think I should drive for another week with the way I'm feeling. I get to school and walk through the doors. All the ninth graders quickly move to the sides as I walk through the middle nealy tripping over my own feet. I reach my locker and lean against it making a crash noice. People glance over at me but I pay no attention.