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To:JohnJackes367@gmail.com

Subject: I do remember________

Dear John...

In your last email you asked me if I remember when we first met, this is how I remember it.

I was standing in front of my full length mirror looking at the dress that my brother bought me, it was a little white dress with little white flowers, when my phone vibrated startling me.

I walked over to my phone and saw my best friend Ema's number pop up and I clicked on the answer button.

"Hello?"

"April...tell me your not busy"

"I...um..."

"Good meat me at the cafe at the airport."

"I...but I'm bus-"

"Please April I'm begging you."

"Fine."

"bye!."

I grab my purse, car keys and I start my drive to the airport.

I will admit that the airport was not the perfect place to meet your best friend but she is a flight a tenant
And I have gotten use to the weird and beautiful place.

After finding a parking space I walk into the enormous place and start my marathon walk to the cafe on the other side.

I scan the cafe for my redheaded best friend and I wish I could say that I was shocked to see her almost take flight waving her hand so hard and I can't help but smile to my self while shaking my head, I wave back at her and she stands up to meet me half way.

I haven't seen her in months because every time we arrange to meet up something happens and we have to cancel, I stretch out my arms embracing my best friend in a hug.

"Apy! "

"Ug I told you not to call me that Em."

We pull apart, I roll my eyes trying my best to look mad, but Ema just shakes her head and keeps smiling.

"I missed you April."

"I missed you to."

We walk back to the table and I take my seat across her.

"So I have a little favour to ask."

Of course I knew there was a catch, I sigh as she bats her eyelashes making that smile that makes her look like a two year old who wants something from her mom.

"What is it?"

Her face lights up even more and her smile grows wider with every passing second.

"Okay so there is this totally hot guy he is perfect, nice, sweet, a gentleman, he plays the guitar and best of all he loves sports and singing plush he likes boxing..."

She winks at me and I shake my head.

"Okay so let me guess you want me to get his phone number for you ?"

She looks shocked and then she shakes her head.

"What? No!"

"Uh? Then what do you want me to do? "

She puts on her perfect smile again.

"I want you to dump him for me, please."

Uh? Okay now I'm confused.

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