Chapter 9: Don't apologize
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"Want to come to my house?" Blake asked me.
"The party is right now?" I asked him.
"Well, yeah."
"Okay, but I need to get ready first."
"No, princess, you look good already. I don't want guys to look at you," he told me then gave me a little peck.
"You're okay with me wearing this?"
I was wearing a white off the shoulder shirt with some black skinny jeans and with some white flats.
"Yeah, you look cute," he said while smiling.
"Well, okay then." I sound as if I hate this outfit, but I don't. I actually love it.
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"Woah, this party is crazy," I told Blake.
"You've gone to crazier parties than this, princess," he said.
"No!"
"I'm just kidding, doll. But do you want a drink?"
"A drink? Are you kidding?"
"I'm confused. Is that a yes or a no?"
"That's a no, of course!"
Don said, "Dude, I'm quite surprise that you catche her. Because you know, she hated you-"
"Shut the f**k up, Don," Blake said, "I'm sorry, angel."
"Hey Blake," said Izzy.
"What the f**k do you want, Izzy?" he said to her.
She replied, "I just want the fu-"
"Who invited this b***h?" Blake called out.
"Blake..." I said.
"I can give it to you," said Joshua.
"Ewh, gross," she said then left.
"Sorry again, angel. She's just a b***h," Blake said to me.
"Don't apologize, Blake. I understand," I told him.
"But I have to apologize. I have to be responsible."
"No, Blake. Just.. stop."
"Already an argument? Wow..." said Becca.
"Now this b***h? What the f**k?!" Blake said.
"Blake.. be nice," I said to him.
"I can't be nice to this bitch."
"This is Becca?" I asked him.
"Yes, it is indeed."
"You b***h!" Becca yelled then pulled my hair.
"Hey! Let her go!" Blake yelled.
"Ow, okay.." I said.
Blake pulled Becca back and I sat down.
"What the f**k, Becca?!" Blake yelled.
"You were mine first!" she said.
"We've been over! Now get out! Don't you dare mess with Avery, because she's my girlfriend. Get the f**k out, Becca!" he yell out.
She left.
"I'm sorry again, princess," he said to me.
"No, it's fine, Blake, don't apologize," I said while fixing my hair.
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