Margaret's POV
I have a battle with myself. I can't decide whether i should tell Nate that I like him or not.
"Margaret?" he taps me on the shoulder,"We've landed."
"Okay"
We get our stuff and grt off the plane, earlier Nate said that he had relatives that left him a car. I see the car and almost pass out. I look at Nate to see if this is really our car.
"I know"
"B-but"
"My relatives are quite rich."
I'm speechless, it's a Porsche. A yellow one.
"Just get in the car, okay?"
"Okay!"
I'm still waring with myself.
"So..."
"So... what?"
"Who... Who's this guy you like?"
"Nate"
"No, don't Nate me, I want to know"
"Why?"
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Finding You
Teen FictionNate had a crush on Anna, but what he did not know that she was moving and asking her out would be social suicide. After she left; her friend, Margaret, was the only person that would talk to him. Infact she was the only one that wpuld look him in t...
