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My name Vienna. Vienna Danielle. I’m that girl who sits in the back of the class. Never gets notice by anyone. Yeah I’m that girl. I guess I should explain myself to you.
After the blonde boy, Avery, and Rachel finished their doughnuts, Taylor shouted, "guys, we have to go!" The boy looked over and smiled.
"Yum, Boston creme is always my favorite", said Taylor holding her doughnut while sitting on the quite uncomfortable red leather seats of the pastry bar. It was about 9:30pm in Washington.
That night we had a huge party on the beach, Ian bought one of his mates with him who was a DJ so we had a good selection of music.
We're all heading to the sand, Lets forget about the land. Tops and short stripped as we run. Diving into the sea, it's such fun. Then as the night slowly appear. Me and the rest of my peers...
We wandered with purpose through the inky blue night, senses heightened by excitement, alcohol and the feeling that anything could happen next.