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A month after I forgave Charlotte, I was heading to ballet class in my grandmother's old car. I was practicing for my big recital coming up and It was very hot outside. I remember working in pairs with a girl that had herpes on her lip and well.. It was gross. Okay, so the story begins right now. Cailey was so much more talented than me so she had a solo during the recital while I danced with girls 3 years younger than me as clowns. I know I'm not a great dancer, but I was underestimated. I knew and my teacher knew I had more talent than dancing like a retard in front of a lot of people at the prettiest theatre in my city.

I practiced for 3 hours and I was tired. My grandmother decided that we were going to go to the supermarket even if I was wearing a leotard, ballet shoes,and a see through skirt. G.R.E.A.T just great.. She was sure that I wasn't going to see anyone that I knew at the supermarket and I sort of believed her. Terrible Choice.

" Darling, can you please go to the chicken section, and bring some chicken breast?" She said with a sweet voice.

"Sure! How many?" I asked.

"Four.. Your great grandparents are coming tomorrow so I want to prepare a big dinner." She said.

"Okay." I walked over to the chicken section and saw 2 heads that I recognized very very well.

"Shoot!" I whispered to myself. It was a little too loud, but just a little.

"Hi Camille! How have you been? I haven't seen you in such a long time!" David's mom said.

David and Louis stared at me with the "my best friend's mom is embarrassing" and the "sorry if my mom is making you uncomfortable" looks.

"I'm great! What about you?" I asked her politely.

"Good. Very good. Well, aren't you guys going to say hi to each other?" She chuckled and slowly pushed the boys to where I was, almost forcing them to say hi.

"Hi" they both said.

"Hi" I replied.

Then, I realized that they were wearing their soccer uniforms and that I had spent a lot of time speaking to Mrs. Fields and I didn't get the chicken.

" It was nice seeing you! I have to go pick up some chicken so bye" I said while I awkwardly moved to the chicken stand.

"Bye, Darling!" Mrs. Fields said. She was also leaving and I could hear her whisper to the boys how impolite they were.

When I got back to where my grandma was I told her the story and she giggled and we went home. That night when I was about to go to sleep, I got a text from David.

It said:


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To be continued.

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