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Submitted to Contest #50
"Mom, for the last time, I want the pink shirt." I cross my arms and glare down at her. She's looking at me with both exasperation and disgust on her face. "Boys don't wear pink," she says for what must be the millionth time, placing her hands on her hips. I know what that movement means. Whenever she puts her hands on her hips, she's not backing down without a fight. Great. So it's going to be a damn war then. "Who says?" I shrug, trying to go for nonchalant, but instead just coming off as hostile. I can tell by the way she frowns at me...
Submitted to Contest #49
HOW The first time it happened was our first date. He was on his way to the restaurant, I had been there for twenty minutes already. I was frantically texting my friends, wondering if I'd been ghosted. Just as I was about to leave, he showed up, completely out of breath. "My car broke down," I remember him explaining to me through rushed breaths, "I was gonna get here early!" He looks...no, sorry, he looked so embarrassed, so humiliated. "Did you...did you walk here?" I asked him incredulously, staring at his flushed face, handsome even ...
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