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Reece's POV
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I'm nervous. I don't have a single fúcking clue why, but I am. It's just Homecoming. It's not even like I'm going with anyone. What the hell is wrong with me?
I'm standing with Liam and Mark in the entrance way of Layla's house. The two of them are making small talk with Layla's mom, Laura while we wait for the girls to come downstairs.
We're all dresses in our suits, ready for the dance. I have to say, I'm damn glad that Layla suggested I didn't wear a tie, because Liam and Mark look fúcking uncomfortable. The three of us did clean up pretty well though.
Mark:
Liam:
Reece:
The sound of heels on the hardwood floors immediately drew my eyes to the stairs. Amanda was the first of the three girls to walk down the stairs wearing the red dress she bought at the mall on our day out.
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