Seventeen year-old Emma Young and eighteen year-old Noah Wilson. Complete strangers. All they know is each others names and their reputations.
The smart, sweet, quiet girl.
The sarcastic, dumb, popular boy.
Different groups of different people livin...
Emma smiles and grabs her wallet, hurrying to the car as Erin locks the front door.
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They get to the mall and Emma leads Erin to her favorite dress store.
"What about this one?"
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"Too bright."
"Ah, yeah. Not for you."
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"Umm?"
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"Oh, dear god. No."
"That's what I thought."
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"Are you messing with me?"
"This one's nice."
"No."
"Ugh. Whatever."
Emma laughs as Erin goes back to looking. Emma sees something out of the corner of her eye and looks to see Noah and the four musketeers walking past.
"Oh, crap. I'll be right back."
"K."
Emma races out of the store and quietly creeps up behind the boys, throwing her arms around Noahs and Jacobs tall shoulder, making them jump.
"Hey, dudes."
"Shit!" Jacob shouts.
"How you doing?"
"You scared the shit out of us." Logan states.
They all stop and turn, Emma taking her arms away and hugging Noah.
"What're you doing here?" Noah asks.
"Wasn't gonna tell you, but I'm with my mom dress shopping."
"Oh. I won't look."
"Bet your ass you won't."
"Why can't he look?" Nathan asks.
"I want it to be a surprise."
"So do I." Noah nods.
"Get the first reaction video?" Shawn smirks.
"Precisely." Emma smiles.
"Emma, I found one that I need you to see." Erin states after walking up to them. "Oh, right. Hey, boys."
"Hi." They all wave.
"I'm coming, don't lose it."
Erin nods and hurries back as Emma gives Noah another quick hug before leaving with a wave.
"I wanna know." Jacob states.
"She won't let you." Noah chuckles. "Doesn't want anyone, but Erin to see."
"A surprise for all of us?" Logan asks.
"Pretty much."
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Emma gets back to the store, even bigger smile than before, walking up to Erin who hides a dress behind her.
"Go try this on."
She quickly hands it to her, Emma trying her best not to get a good look. She goes to the dressing room and feels around to put it on, stepping out as her an Erin smile at the sight.
"Mhmm." Emma nods. "I want this one."
"It's so pretty."
"I love it. What about my hair?"
"Has he seen your hair fully straight?"
"No. Just a sneak peak when you curled it first, but that doesn't count."
"We should do that, then."
"Yeah, good idea. Ahh. I fricken love it."
"He's gonna fall in love with you."
"I forgot to tell you. He said he's falling for me." Emma smiles excitedly.
