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A birthday to remember
Rissa's pov:
Lucas and I left the school In his red advanced sports car. I'm glad no one saw us leaving before more rumors pops up about me dating him.
I'm still surprised I haven't been thinking much about Lucas lately. It has all been Mykel or pretty much other things.
I don't find him so god like anymore. I'd conclude that there was nothing special about him before. He was just simple, rich and quiet.
Could it be because of Mykel?
What if he never got to live with us...
Would I have felt this way about Lucas??
Suddenly, a song came up and the beat got me hooked. I'm sure I've heard the song before.
Lucas increased the volume and I smiled.
"So, where are we heading to?" I asked looking at him.
"You'll see" He replied and hit on the speed paddle.
It was a short ride to the so called destination and I could
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