The Party Connoisseur

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"This was not part of the plan!" I whispered to Aaron, so that no-one else could hear. Aaron smirked, still holding my hand. "Yeah, it wasn't. But, I did say I was going to get you back." He said, his smirk widening. I'll give you a kick Tentatively, I looked to the surroundings were Britney was looking to us with cold eyes, well me, in particular and I winced. I focused back on Aaron, glaring. Wasn't he aware that this kind of attention would both annoy me and make me anxious? Of course he did! That's the exact reason why he said it. Aaron noticed the cross of anger and anxiety on my face and he smugly smiled. "You don't have to do it, Lexi. I mean, frankly, I know that you don't have the courage." He said, looking up to the ceiling and sighing deeply, a faint smile etched onto his

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