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hi. i'm sara. Drake is hawt. And his music is amazin. Don't like me, don't look at my page. Don't mess with the people whom I adore. I will friggin attack you. I'm not mean though, I just look out for the ones I truly love. I'm quite friendly actually, whether its on this cool site called WittyProfiles.com or if it's in person. So don't be afraid to send me a comment or whatever. (;
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  1. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
    posted a quote
    February 18, 2012 11:22am UTC
    THEY! I JUST SAW YOU ON TV!
    OMG. What channel?
    Animal Planet.

  2. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
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    January 22, 2012 10:29am UTC
    The Last Kiss
    Chapter Five

    Searching dress after dress, nothing had seemed to catch my eye.
    My friends Miranda and Chelsea had gone dress shopping too. Chelsea had already picked out her dress, so she was here just to help. Miranda and I had waited last minute - prom was in just 2 days!
    We walked into the store. This store was kind of quiet and hidden, which means nobody will end up with the same dress as us.
    We had browsed about the store. I finally heard a gasp. Miranda had found a dress.
    "Omigod!" She gasped. "Guys, look!"
    She held up a coral dress with lots of beaded embelishments. The dazzling beads sparkled under the bust area and on the straps.
    "That's pretty," I smiled. "You should try it on."
    Chelsea nodded quickly in agreement.
    Miranda grinned and ran to the dressing room like a lunatic.
    As she was trying on her dress, I looked around some more.
    I had pulled a beautiful dress off the hanger. It was a light green and strapless. Silver stones were found all over the upper part, which would define anybody's body shape perfectly and had a slight "poofiness" at the bottom.
    I ran like a lunatic too over to the dressing room.
    Miranda and I both skipped out and modeled it to Chelsea.
    "Perfect," she smiled.
    And so it was.

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    January 8, 2012 4:33pm UTC
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  4. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
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    January 8, 2012 4:28pm UTC
    You Say
    "I'm Dirty-Minded"
    but how did you
    understand
    what i meant?

  5. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
    posted a quote
    December 25, 2011 2:49pm UTC
    b e c a u s e
    Christmas
    isn't just about the presents.

  6. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
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    December 10, 2011 7:06pm UTC
    The Last Kiss
    Chapter Four

    It was Thursday morning and I took me some thinking to realize what I needed to do. It seemed like Logan and Dan were going at it too much, and I needed it to stop.
    I stretched, yawned, made myself look decent, snatched a cup of hot, creamy coffee and headed out to school. I picked up Chels and we both sang to the radio.
    I hopped out of the car, where I Dan dashingly greeted me. "Morning, honey."
    We walked to the halls together.
    Once again, I found myself walking wth Dan to my car. He was making me laugh really hard, as usual. I turned my head around and caught glimpse of Logan. Logan! I had totally forgotten about what I needed to tell him. I eyed him to come over.
    "Hey," he smiled.
    "I needed to talk to you both about something," I said, looking down at my Classic short, gray Uggs.
    "What?" Dan and Logan both asked.
    "Well, I'd be stupid if I hadn't noticed... you guys... hating on each other."
    They both did a light chuckle.
    "I want it to stop."
    "But Aubrey... It's Dan."
    "Exactly," Dan said. "How can --"
    "Enough of it. Work something out. You guys both mean everything to me and I'd hate to lose you guys."
    "Fine. Prom is coming up," Dan stated randomly. "I want to go with you."
    "I'd love to," I giggled, leaning towards him.
    "Bullshit," I heard Logan very quietly mutter as he walked off.
    I layed down in my bed, completely helpless. It was a Thursday night - my homework complete. I couldn't help but to think about what to wear to prom. Though it wasn't until quite a while, the date had been set. Everybody would start looking frantically for a dress and date. That's how every year goes.
    I started looking up dresses, now worrying what to wear. Prom will come soon - very soon. And I had to look good for Dan.

  7. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
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    November 30, 2011 4:58pm UTC
    The Last Kiss
    Chapter Three

    ''You can't fly with broken wings, you can't love with a broken heart," I posted on Facebook, just before I headed to school. Before logging off, I was notified that both Dan and Logan like the status.
    I started my car and cranked up the radio. I made a few turns and in fifteen minutes, I made a stop in the parking lot.
    I shut the door and saw Dan coming over. "Morning," he smiled.
    "Hey," I smiled back.
    "You look amazing, as always."
    Dan leaned down a few inches to my height and kissed my temple, then took my hand as we walked in the school. I couldn't help but to feel guilt whenever I was around Dan, or even hear his name. To tell or not to tell?
    "We should have dinner together," Dan suggested.
    "Yeah," I nodded. "Where?"
    "Any place you want. You know I'm not too picky." Dan's lips curved upwards into one of his enchanting smiles. Dan was good-looking. His black hair was cut short and had a slight wave to it. He had hazel eyes and was on the taller side.
    "Well I don't care!" I giggled.
    "How about we cook dinner together ourselves at my house?"
    "Sure."
    We made a roast chicken with some salad on the side. After preparing it as best as we could, we slid it into the oven.
    "Perfect," he said as he pulled it out.
    "We make a pretty good team," I flirted.
    "We should host a show called 'Dan and Aubrey's."
    We started to eat until I was interrupted by a call.
    "Hello?" I said into the phone.
    "Where are you?" asked Logan's voice. "We had dinner."
    I had totally forgotten. Logan's family had invited my family for dinner - myself included.
    "I am so so-"
    "C'mon Aubrey. I thought you were interested in coming over and seeing me. Sorry, I mean I know you are."
    "Stop"
    "You know what? Fine. Enjoy your dinner with him, Aubrey."
    The call ended.
    Logan was seriously like a brother, and him being mad at me really affected me. I knew that this isn't going to end nicely.

  8. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
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    November 26, 2011 9:31pm UTC
    The Last Kiss
    Chapter Two

    For some reason, I can just picture this night not being a good one. I was going to the movies with both Logan and Dan, which meant... not good.
    "I'll order one medium bag of buttery popcorn and a large coke please," Dan ordered. He took my hand as we looked around for a seat. Unfortunately, I could tell this movie was not going well since I had to sit between both Logan and Dan. The movie was some comedy, and as we watched the movie, I noticed two hands besides both of me - they both wanted to hold my hand.
    I eyed Chelsea, and then went up to go to the bathroom, hoping she'd get the memo to come with me. Thankfully she did.
    "Hey," she smiled. "You seem... not like yourself. What happened?"
    "Chelsea, I'm a bad person."
    "No you're not! How? What's up?"
    "You can't tell anybody. Like, this is a deep secret. You really can't tell."
    "You know I won't. Best friends don't tell secrets."
    "Well this is a pretty ugly one. Anyways, at the party we got pretty wasted... I got so wasted that..." My voice trailed off.
    "So wasted that what?" Chelsea asked, very intrigued.
    "That I.." My voice started to crack, and then tears fell. "I slept with Logan."
    Chelsea's eyes nearly fell out of her head. She was too stunned to speak. She opened her mouth, but nothing could come out. She stood there and consoled me.
    "You aren't a bad person," She finally said. "You really aren't. It was an accident. C'mon hun, let's just go finish the movie."
    The credits started playing and we all hustled out the theatre. We stood around and talked for a few minutes before leaving.
    "That was a pretty good movie, huh babe?" Dan smiled, nudging into me.
    "Yeah," I said, pulling a lock of ash blonde hair behind my ear.
    "You wanna come over to my house? We can play Black-Ops."
    "Thanks Dan, I really would but I have school work. Maybe tomorrow."
    "Aw, come on!"
    "She said she doesn't want to," Logan stepped in from behind. "So don't push her."
    Logan's light green eyes met mine. Logan had been my friend for so long. Our families are pretty good friends, which is as to why we are. He had brown hair that was short and slightly shaggy. His skin was fair toned and he always had a welcoming, warm smile.
    "Stay out of our relationship, bro," said Dan.
    "I'm not really stepping into your love relationship. I'm just saying don't push her around."
    "Ok, bro."
    "Aubrey and I have history, so you can -"
    "Enough guys."
    Dan and Logan stared into each other, and then, Logan spun around, towards my ear. My heart tingled inside, knowing he'd say something I really didn't want to hear.
    "Bye Aubrey, love," he said softly.

  9. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
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    November 24, 2011 1:55pm UTC
    The Last Kiss
    Chapter One

    Our lips pressed against each other's. It wasn't a small, cutesy kiss. This was a hardcore kiss. He stroked my cheek, and then, shortly after we were under the sheets.
    Now, I sat on the bed, in complete confusion and horror. I managed to throw my trembling legs over the bed.
    "Babe, where are you going?" he said softly.
    "I have to go."
    "Stay," he said, his eyes pleading.
    His look was too irresistable. I stayed in the bed with him.
    "Why the hurry?" Logan asked.
    You see, I have a boyfriend.. and my boyfriend isn't Logan. I cheated. I cheated on my wonderful boyfriend, Dan. And the funny thing is, we both knew it was wrong. Logan knows about my relationship, yet we still did it. My typical, party-girl self just resulted in trouble.
    "Logan," I said softly.
    "What?" He smiled. He leaned towards me and gave me a peck on the lips.
    "I can't."
    "What do you mean?" He said, his optimistic attiude had suddenly disappeared.
    "Dan."
    "Aubrey, c'mon, not now."
    "You can't tell anyone!"
    He opened his mouth but I interrupted him.
    "You just can't!" My eyes started to tear.
    He rubbed my cheek and said, "I promise I won't."
    I then got up from the bed and got ready to leave. I threw on a pair of shorts and a clean tee shirt.
    Just before closing the door, was Logan's voice.
    "Aubrey?"
    "Yeah?"
    "I promise I won't tell. But I really hope you know that being with him is the wrong choice. We both know you have feelings for me."
    I closed the door, my head spinning with thoughts.
    What did I do?

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    September 29, 2011 5:00pm UTC
    Tempted
    chapter twenty.
    Zack's POV:
    I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
    The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
    "Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
    "Yes I should."
    She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
    "What would you guys like to drink?"
    "Water, please," we both said.
    She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
    "What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
    "Wine," she softly laughed.
    Lindsay's POV:
    From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
    When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
    "Want some?" I offered.
    "I'm good with my water."
    "Okay."
    I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
    I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
    Zack's POV:
    I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
    She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
    "Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
    "But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
    "I'm going to get more."
    "No -"
    She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
    When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
    She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud.
    "Stop," I snapped.
    Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
    Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.

  14. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
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    September 29, 2011 5:00pm UTC
    Tempted
    chapter twenty.
    Zack's POV:
    I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
    The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
    "Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
    "Yes I should."
    She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
    "What would you guys like to drink?"
    "Water, please," we both said.
    She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
    "What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
    "Wine," she softly laughed.
    Lindsay's POV:
    From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
    When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
    "Want some?" I offered.
    "I'm good with my water."
    "Okay."
    I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
    I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
    Zack's POV:
    I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
    She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
    "Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
    "But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
    "I'm going to get more."
    "No -"
    She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
    When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
    She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud.
    "Stop," I snapped.
    Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
    Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.

  15. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
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    September 29, 2011 5:00pm UTC
    Tempted
    chapter twenty.
    Zack's POV:
    I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
    The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
    "Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
    "Yes I should."
    She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
    "What would you guys like to drink?"
    "Water, please," we both said.
    She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
    "What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
    "Wine," she softly laughed.
    Lindsay's POV:
    From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
    When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
    "Want some?" I offered.
    "I'm good with my water."
    "Okay."
    I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
    I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
    Zack's POV:
    I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
    She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
    "Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
    "But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
    "I'm going to get more."
    "No -"
    She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
    When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
    She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud.
    "Stop," I snapped.
    Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
    Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.

  16. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
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    September 29, 2011 5:00pm UTC
    Tempted
    chapter twenty.
    Zack's POV:
    I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
    The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
    "Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
    "Yes I should."
    She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
    "What would you guys like to drink?"
    "Water, please," we both said.
    She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
    "What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
    "Wine," she softly laughed.
    Lindsay's POV:
    From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
    When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
    "Want some?" I offered.
    "I'm good with my water."
    "Okay."
    I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
    I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
    Zack's POV:
    I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
    She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
    "Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
    "But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
    "I'm going to get more."
    "No -"
    She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
    When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
    She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud.
    "Stop," I snapped.
    Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
    Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.

  17. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
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    September 29, 2011 5:00pm UTC
    Tempted
    chapter twenty.
    Zack's POV:
    I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
    The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
    "Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
    "Yes I should."
    She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
    "What would you guys like to drink?"
    "Water, please," we both said.
    She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
    "What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
    "Wine," she softly laughed.
    Lindsay's POV:
    From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
    When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
    "Want some?" I offered.
    "I'm good with my water."
    "Okay."
    I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
    I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
    Zack's POV:
    I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
    She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
    "Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
    "But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
    "I'm going to get more."
    "No -"
    She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
    When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
    She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud.
    "Stop," I snapped.
    Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
    Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.

  18. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
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    September 29, 2011 5:00pm UTC
    Tempted
    chapter twenty.
    Zack's POV:
    I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
    The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
    "Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
    "Yes I should."
    She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
    "What would you guys like to drink?"
    "Water, please," we both said.
    She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
    "What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
    "Wine," she softly laughed.
    Lindsay's POV:
    From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
    When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
    "Want some?" I offered.
    "I'm good with my water."
    "Okay."
    I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
    I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
    Zack's POV:
    I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
    She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
    "Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
    "But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
    "I'm going to get more."
    "No -"
    She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
    When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
    She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud.
    "Stop," I snapped.
    Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
    Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.

  19. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
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    September 29, 2011 5:00pm UTC
    Tempted
    chapter twenty.
    Zack's POV:
    I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
    The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
    "Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
    "Yes I should."
    She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
    "What would you guys like to drink?"
    "Water, please," we both said.
    She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
    "What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
    "Wine," she softly laughed.
    Lindsay's POV:
    From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
    When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
    "Want some?" I offered.
    "I'm good with my water."
    "Okay."
    I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
    I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
    Zack's POV:
    I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
    She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
    "Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
    "But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
    "I'm going to get more."
    "No -"
    She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
    When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
    She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud.
    "Stop," I snapped.
    Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
    Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.

  20. livelikeyourwriting livelikeyourwriting
    posted a quote
    September 29, 2011 5:00pm UTC
    Tempted
    chapter twenty.
    Zack's POV:
    I smiled and held her hand in the back of the taxi cab. When we reached our destination, I handed the driver some money and we entered the restaurant.
    The place was huge. There was light colored wallpaper with tons of tables with white tablecloth. On the tables were menus that was typed in fancy cursive letters and little lights that lit up the room.
    "Shut up!" Lindsay squeezed my hand. "You shouldn't ha-"
    "Yes I should."
    She looked in my eyes for a moment with a tad bit of bewilderment but then she sat in her seat. The server came over and greeted us.
    "What would you guys like to drink?"
    "Water, please," we both said.
    She smiled and walked back. It wasn't long until Lindsay had left going to the bathroom. When she arrived back, she had a long bottle of white wine with her.
    "What are you doing?" I asked. I didn't know she drinks. Not now. This wasn't going to be good.
    "Wine," she softly laughed.
    Lindsay's POV:
    From past experience, I have been to parties and have gone out with boys. At parties, all those popular girls drink alcohol, so why not give it a try? I knew boys thought it was hot, and girls thought it was cool. So I decided to sneak a glass of wine. I knew he'd join in like the other boys did.
    When the girl came back, I hid it under the table. We ordered our food, and then when she left, I quickly grabbed it from under the table and poured me a glass.
    "Want some?" I offered.
    "I'm good with my water."
    "Okay."
    I held up my glass and we did a cheers to us. Then I consumed my alcohol. It had a bit of a burn in my stomach, but then I instantly wanted more. I brought the glass to my lips and then, I excused myself to the bathroom. I checked my makeup in the mirror, and re-did my blush and lipgloss. I then dragged my dress down a little, showing my cleavelage.
    I drank more and more wine until I started to get a little tipsy.
    Zack's POV:
    I had no idea what Lindsay was thinking. She was getting drunker by the more glasses.
    She poured one more glass and then fell out of her seat.
    "Are you okay?" I asked. I came around and gave her a hand. Then I whispered, "I think you had enough."
    "But it's so tasty," she giggled. She grabbed for another glass and consumed it.
    "I'm going to get more."
    "No -"
    She walked away and grabbed it secretly.
    When she came back, she stumbled on her pumps but made it to her seat. She got really drunk.
    She was going back on her 3rd trip, when she got up and made a scene. She started to laugh really loud.
    "Stop," I snapped.
    Then she spun around and popped her tongue at me.
    Then, she tripped on her heels and fell to the ground, laughing even louder.

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