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THE PARTY TURNED
Ana’s P.O.V. My wardrobe sucks… I never find anything to wear when it’s important to me. I laid on the bed in disappointment because I had searched my whole wardrobe and still with nothing to wear. Come on Ana… Jacob is finally talking to you… you can’t just give up… you can't hurt Marcus’s feelings as well and he might never talk to you again. I encouraged myself and stood up. I went towards my wardrobe again and took out my red velvet off-shoulder top with black jeans and a leather jacket. I curled my hair. Wait... it’s a party .....what about a little makeup..... there is nothing weird to have a little make. I just darkened my lashes by applying mascara and light pink lip balm… it will be fine for me… I grabbed my boots and went down… I am such an i***t. How can I
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