"Do you trust me enough to sneak into my house tonight?" Harper whispers, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Stuck with a stranger
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"Honestly, yeah. Though will I die?"
"My Dad is outta town, I bet you won't die."
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"Hopefully I won't die."
"I highly doubt you will die…less than 1% chance Colden. Now are we going or what?" Harper asks the boy, pulling away from the hug.
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"Yeah. We could go." Colden replied stepping away and just holding her hand.
Harper smiles, "You ready?"
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"Definitely."
She begins walking, "So we will have to climb over a wall that goes into the unguarded backyard. Then we will enter the house and then bam plan mastered."
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"Wait. What is your house guarded by."
"people, only at the gate and front door." Harper smiles.
"Hope you don't mind Colden." She looks back at him.
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"great. So can they kill me?"
"Nope. We are going in through the back, not the front."
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"Alright good."
"You feel like drinking? I do…I know where my dad stashes the really good stuff." Harper smirks, "I think I need it after these couple of shitty days."
"You ever smoke weed before?" She asks him, stopping infront of a 7 foot off white cement wall, "welcome to my humble fortress."
(Bump/poke/hello)
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"Um no and no." He answered as he followed her in.
"Come on Coldennnnnn! Please at least try a joint! One puff!" Harper begs Colden as they get into the backyard, "Just because I'm the mayors daughter doesn't mean I have to be a good girl all the time."
(Yoop)
"Please Colden!" Harper begs him
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He glares then rolled his eyes thinking what the heck. "Fine."
"your going to get used to my rebelious side sooner rather than later Colden, especially since we put a label on us." Harper says, opening the back door to the large house.
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He followed her in. "And what label is that?" He asked.
"I don't really know but I know we are normal friends, because normal friends don't act all coupley and shit." Harper sighs, jogging up the stairs to get to her room. She busts the door open and heads to her closet looking for her weed.
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He smiled and ran up the stairs behind her. "Yeah I don't think normal friends meet on roller coasters either."
"That too." She says as she turns around a bag of joints in one hand and a lighter in the other. "Outside blazing or in my room blazing?"
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"Outside. So it doesn't keep the room smelling." He replied
"Oh I feel like you have smoked once." She smirks.