I glance at the girl my age demanding drinks before looking at Jace, only to find him gone. Standing, I spin around until I find him by the other little girl, reaching for the phone.
"Jae, no," I walk to him.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I catch Rayah handing over my phone and I shake my head quickly, walking over and glancing at the guy a 'round a year older than me. Rayah giggles and I take my phone away, slipping it in my pocket before scooping her up, "Ray, stop. No. Bad."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
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