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"What are we going to tell your brother?" He says, his breath on my neck.
"Who says we have to tell him anything?"
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Sixteen year old Emma knows better than...
Opening the box, I gasp at how the necklace shined back at me, crystals dancing under the light.
"Jax." I let out.
I knew these were real crystals shining back at me. The question was, what did he have to do to get this? His dad came into mind and I shook my head at him in shock.
"H-How did y-"
"Don't say anything," he stops me, "Here, just put it on." He takes it from my hands, putting the empty box down and goes behind me.
I get goosebumps under his touch as he clips on the necklace and I smile to myself.
"Please tell me your dad has nothing to do with how you got this necklace." I say to him once I face him.
He shakes his head. "Nah, it wasn't him."
"Did you steal it? If you did you know I wouldn't really care." I joke.
He rolls his eyes, a smirk appearing on his face. "Why can't you just accept the necklace and say thank you?"
"Thank you." I smile. "I just know you don't have this kind of money lying around and-"
"Emma."
"Okay, okay sorry." I let it go. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." He pecks my lips. "Merry Christmas, Emma."
- -
I stared back at my reflection making sure my dress was the best I could do. The blue bodycon dress had a crisscross cutout in the center and it's spaghetti straps made me feel exposed.
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I was wearing black pumps to go with the dress and my hair was in waves over my shoulders.
"You ready?" Marissa comes to my door.
I nod, turning away from the mirror and smiling as I look her down. She was wearing a black dress that had a cut down the middle and wore black heels.
"You look cute." I say.
"Look at you." She whistles, grabbing my hand and giving me a spin. "Jax is definitely ripping that off tonight."
"Marissa!" I shriek. My cheeks burn hot as I turn away and she steps into my room.
"What? Not like it hasn't already happened." She shrugs. I stay quiet, not daring to look at her. She took my silence as an answer. "No way, you're such a liar."
I shrug, looking at the floor. Jax and I have gone as far as physically touching each other but we never went all the way.
"You're telling me you two...you haven't..." She trails off and I shake my head. "You haven't let him take a trip down town?"
"Marissa!" I face palm myself, hiding my face. "'No, no we haven't."
"Why?"
"Because," I turn to fix my makeup, ignoring her glance. "It just hasn't happened."