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Chapter 11
*** William P.O.V *** Around 7 p.m., I walked down the hallway and heard Daniella and Bridget talking in Daniella's room. I went on foot to the living room. Before the door opened, I could hear Daniella laugh. Daniella ran out the door. "Here is your dear Bridget Smith," I said. When she walked, Bridget wore a short, tight, darkish red dress. Her dark brown hair hangs down about halfway down her back. She looked beautiful, and I didn't want to go anywhere but my bedroom with her. I'd rather feel her soft hands and skin between my own. I want to bury my face in the crook of her neck. I'd prefer to style her. Daniella yelled, "William!" and woke me up from my daydream. "Don't you think she's pretty?" She said this while staring at me. "Of course, yes. I walked up to her and said, "Brid
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