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SPECIAL CHAPTER-MARCO'S PERSPECTIVE IS INCLUDED

so lemme know if you wanna see more of that (;









|Serena|

Marco and I pulled up to the party shortly after.

My heart kept thundering.

Every word he spoke last night.

It hit me like a tsunami.

Each thing he said he loved about me.

And somehow that made me hate myself even more.

Maybe it's because it came from his mouth.

And a part of me hurt.

Knowing that he could say all of these things but still never change where I stand in his life.

I'd rather him say that he hated me rather than saying he loved me.

I looked at the house nervously.

"It will be okay, Serena. The moment the gender is revealed- and hopefully Virginia is mortified with the outcome- we will take our leave and catch a movie and spend the rest of the day having actual fun for your birthday". Marco assures.

I gulp hard, then nod.

I can't push this off forever.

I wondered if Virginia even knew I was coming.

Oh well.

More fun for me.

I knocked on the door.

And lo and behold, she answered.

Suprise, bitch.

"Serena. Marco. Nice to see you came". She sneered, opening the door.

She was wearing a pale pink dress with white flats.

I hope it's a mud-loving, outdoorsy, car fixing, get your hands dirty boy.

It would make my life to see her face.

It would make wasting my birthday a whole lot better.

We stepped inside, and she guided us to the backyard where everything was.

All her friends.

And Niccolo's.

Camilla stepped aside me suddenly.

"Serena, Marco. So glad you are here!" She says happily.

She was wearing a pale pink dress and a blue ribbon in her hair.

"You're beautiful, Cami". I say, smiling and hugging her.

She smiled at Marco widely before taking us to get some drinks at the table.

It was pink punch and blue gatorade.

"Mmm. Tastes like Virginia." I say,  as I sipped the pink liquid.

"This shit's nasty". Marco says.

We dumped our drinks in the trashcan.

The backyard had light hanging around- like that would make a difference in this daylight.

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