We walked in and everybody stopped to take us in. I could feel myself blushing. Soon everyone returned to what they were doing before. I scanned the crowd and saw Seth. I gave him a quick wave and he nodded back, still looking at my dress. I looked at Nate hoping my eyes said 'please forgive me' he turned and walked away. I couldn't blame him, I had kind of rejected him.
I turned back to my friends but not before meeting Kelly's glare.
"Everyone was totally checking you out Stace!" Sierra said.
"They just liked the dress." I said.
"And everything else included." Angelina laughed.
"Well i'm going to get a drink." I said walking away.
"Later!" They said.
I needed to talk to Nate. That was really my only reason for being here. There were waiters walking around with drinks and so I quickly took a ginger ale and thanked them. I scanned the area looking for Nate but I couldn't find him.
There was a balcony so I decided to go get some fresh air. I leaned against the railing, my dress blowing in the wind along with my hair. It was really pretty out tonight. The stars were twinkling.
A voice coughed behind me. It was Seth.
"Hey." He said.
It was silent for a couple moments.
"It's nice out here." Seth said.
I nodded. I could feel him staring at me.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Someones mad at me."
"Well i'm sure he'll forgive you."
"I doubt it."
"He's in the back by the way. In case you were looking for him."
I turned around and faced him.
"Thanks." I said giving him a quick hug then making my way towards the back.
Soon I saw Nate standing with a drink, by the wall.
He noticed my presence and looked at me blankly.
"We need to talk." I said.
"No we dont." He said.
"Yeah, we do."
He stayed silent.
"Look, i'm really sorry about last night." I said.
He turned around and just looked at me for a minute. Then he sighed.
"No, i'm sorry. I knew you had a boyfriend and I still kissed you. I was just being stupid." He said.
I got up and hugged him to show him all was forgiven. I pulled away and he was pink.
"But I don't think we can be friends." He said.
"What?" I asked.
"I still really like you, and I can't just be your friend. I'll always want to be more."
I sat down on the swings, trying to make sense of the situation. He sat down next to me.
"So you don't want to be friends with me?" I asked.
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Moving OnTeen Fiction
Stacey is 15 turning 16 when she discovers a secret that turns her life around. She is forced to move from sunny California to Houston,Texas. She doesn't even know her mom that shes forced to live with from now on.She now has to go to a whole new sc...