30. Don't ever do that again
A week, a whole week and nothing. Now I am angry. Very angry and I am knocking on Dandy's front door at her house now. How can she ignore me that long? The only car that is standing here is Dandy's. I guess her parents are still at work. Which is probably a good thing right now. After a short moment, she opens the door, and all the traces of anger is almost gone by the view of her. She is so beautiful. Her hair up in that ponytail, showing her strong cheekbones that I just love. Dandy is standing in front of me in a sleeveless t-shirt that makes me see her strong arms. She is wearing sweatpants that are hanging low on her hips. Why? Just why does she have to be the most gorgeous girl ever? She is watching me with guilt in her eyes. "How hard is it to just to send me a text?" I ask irrita
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