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The movies

Andrew and I had just got out of Rush Hour 3, and were playing in the arcade. Andrew noticed a group of girls following us around. The theatre was crouded with middle schoolers and high schoolers alike. It could’ve been anyone.

We turned around, there were four of them. They were moderately attractive, but not undyingly hot. One of them approached me and asked, “Can we hear your British accent?”
I smiled. I had a nearly flawless British accent, the girls loved it. I talked a bit, commenting on how good she looked. I was like another person with my accent, it was so cool!

Another girl in the group came up to me, “Smile for me”
I complied with the best smile in my arsenal. She looked bewildered and smiled wide.
“You’re so fucking hot!!!!!”
Just then my dad pulled up, I smiled once more at the giggling girl and hopped in the car with Andrew.

That was one night ill never forget. Even though it doesn’t mean much now, it was probly one of the best nights i had in a long time.

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