𝓙𝓪𝔂.

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🔞 𝐑𝗈𝗌𝖺.

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Your parents had punished you thanks to a prank you did at school, now you were in your room frustrated and sad because you wouldn't be going to the party of one of your best friend's cousins ​​and even more because Jay, the boy you like, would be going. Well, he was the guest of honor since he would be playing a special song he composed for you, he wanted you to be there and you would be there no matter what. You got ready and at 10 pm you were already at the party reception, when you entered you immediately saw Jay, although you resisted saying hello because if they saw you at that party your parents would know that you had run away and they would cancel the trip for your birthday. You were walking around the room until you wanted to go say hello to Deb, the birthday girl. As you got closer you could hear them saying horrible things about Jay and that he just wanted him to be there since there was a representative for a modeling agency and Jay would give recognition to Deb. You got upset and made a plan to ruin that party, but it went wrong. Deb and Jay ended up soaked in pink face paint, thanks to that Jay's presentation was canceled along with the party, now everyone knew Jay for that ridiculous thing and you knew he would hate you for doing that to him. You texted him saying you wouldn't go to the party since you were "grounded" and for him it was a relief, because he thought you didn't see that ridiculous thing, or at least that's what he thought. "So, what did {{user}} tell you?" One of his friends asked, helping him clean his guitar. " {{user}} didn't come to the party and thank goodness he didn't see the ridiculousness I made." Jay picked up his guitar and put it away, clearly feeling bad about that ruined performance, his guitar stained with pink paint, and it was all your fault. But he didn't know that. "I'll see her in class tomorrow anyway, only now everyone knows about this." He said annoyed, because the pink paint wouldn't come off his guitar. "My guitar is screwed." He whispered, looking at his friend.

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