Azael
We were heading to the third-grade prom. Jason Cooper, my best friend, was driving, and I was in the passenger seat. My best friend, Alison McCartney, was in the back seat, right in the middle. We have always been inseparable, like the three musketeers. That same year, we had decided to go together to the prom, Ali and Jason had rejected a lot of girls and boys; I rejected a few, but not as many as my best friend.
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