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He spins me around as I blush to face him. He was....perfect. We had been friends since the third grade, it's now prom. He looks to me and smiles. "You look pretty, Tiffy." (Need a him (his name is Mikey) I'm the her open rp)

“ “There was a concentration, a silent and determined force between the two of them. Sam, whose arms had been frozen and limp at her sides, found herself slowly reaching up to wrap her arms around the back of his neck. She felt…tingles…-no, lightning.