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Party Plans

“Soooo, does that mean you could come with Scarlet, the boys, and me to a party tomorrow night?” He asked, shaking the hair from his eyes.

“Yeah, I guess it does.Where is it?” I ask. I hope he doesn’t notice the eagerness in my voice.

“My friend’s house. He has a HUGE house, like a mansion, almost. It has a pool and a big living room, there are gunna be like tons kids from my school there. We plan on going over at ten.” He explained.

“Ten?” I said, disappointed, “My curfew is ten.”

“Oh,” He said, turning his head to look forward, “That sucks.”

Just then Scarlet walked in. “Hey. What happened to those pills? They fell asleep before they got any. What have you two been doing?” She asked.

“Talking,” Travis answered, “Unfortunately, Taylor won’t be able to come to the party tomorrow.” He said in the please-think-of-a-plan kind of way.

“Oh, well. Oh, wait! She can tell her dad she’s sleepover here then we’re leave for the party. My ‘rents won’t be home.” Scarlet answered.

“Well…” I began.

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