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EVA

"Wait, whose party is this?"

Today was the long awaited day for the party and it wasn't until Laura's car was pulling into the driveway of a huge, beautiful house that I realised I never asked who was hosting the party. All I knew was that there was a party and I was attending.

"Henri." She wiggled her brows. Her shades were parked high on her head just on top of her hair-do and I couldn't help but admire it.

I had long natural hair, but mine were nowhere as curly as Laura's and I knew that it had to do with her other half. She rarely wore wigs and never made braids. She usually went around with her natural hair and styled it more often than people even went to the salon.

I thought it was really cool.

When her words registered in my head, I blinked. "Henri?"

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me?" I snapped.

"What difference would it have made?" She snapped back. "What does the host have to do with your going?"

Pausing, I grudgingly admitted to myself that what she was saying was true.
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