Michael, Bryan, and Zach all stand in front of me. "So, who's it gonna be?" Michael asks.

I look at Bryan, he looks heart broken. He is my boyfriend after all.

Michael looks at me sympathetically, probably because he left me way to quick.

Then there's Zach, he's the only one looking sane. He stands there looking a little confused I ever liked him after I kissed Bryan that one night.

Let me go back so you can get a full understanding of what's happening.
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The day before...

I interlock my fingers with Bryan and we walk around my neighborhood.

"So,... what is this good news you've been gushing about all day?" I ask, he looks in my eyes smilling.

Butturflies appear in my stomach, my heart starts racing, and my palms get sweaty.

This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson bad. Am I actually falling for Bryan.

"Well, I was thinking that we can go out to the movies and a restaurant of your pick." He says, I smile.

"That sounds like a nice date." I linger. We cross a street and I look down at my white converse.

"Hey, how can you tell if-..." my voice trials off, I wonder if I should ask him.

"If what?" He questions cocking an eyebrow at me. I wanna ask how can you tell your in love.

Then, that would lead him to the idea that I may be falling in love with him.

I may be, but, I only just started dating him. "If your hungry, cause I feel famished." I say, hopefully he isn't suspicious.

"Well, let's head back. I know a shortcut. Zach and I always went this way after parties we weren't supposed to go to."

He whisks me away and we walk through a foresty but mystical looking park.

Then we walk passed a cool white rushing fountain. Finally, we arrive and walk in the house.

"Hey honey di-." My mom stops and looks at me. "You didn't tell me you were having company over. I look horrible." My mom says.

Her face turns red and I stand there emmbarresed. "Sorry, he wanted to come over." I say, we start walking upstairs but my mom stops us.

"I know you aren't going upstairs alone with a boy. Stay down here and do something right there in the living room. Dinner will be ready soon." She says.

She takes her hand off her hip and goes back to chopping up meat.

We walk down five steps and plummet on the couch side by side.

"Sorry about my mom, she isn't the best." I whisper to him, "she doesn't seem that bad." He says, an award silence hangs in the air.

I hate those, now I have to break it, "so, what's been going on latley?" I ask him throwing my legs over him and laying them on his lap.

"Well, I'm on the baseball team, my coach seems pretty cool. I mean he can get on my nerves but he's okay."

"What about you?" He asks, "nun." I say.
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Bryan and I finished dinner and I put my legs over his lap again and he sits there painting my toenails.

"How the hell can you stand this horrible intoxicating smell." He asks painting my big toe Champaign pink.

"I actually kind of like it, but I really don't know why." He dips the brush in the little bottle and takes it back out.

He paints the other toes and moves on to my other foot. "Thanks so much for doing this. This is what good boyfriends do." I say gushing.

He lifts his head with a pink tent in his cheek. Then flutters his eyelids, "I'm a good boyfriend?" He asks smilling like a little kid.

A giggle and snort escapes my mouth and I clasp my hand over it a bit emmberrased.

"Yes, your amazing." I say, then laugh a little more.
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I wake up and get out of bed brushing through my only partially frizzy hair.

Then put on a dark blue romper with tiny white polka dots and sleeves.

I slip into my white lace wedges, now I'm ready. When I appear down the stairs Bryan is already there.

Then, we sit on the couch. Before we can start our movie Zach bardges in leaving the door open.

He puts his hand on the back off his neck. He looks negatively nervous. "Can we talk, there's something I really have to tell you."

Because of Zach's little mistake of leaving the door open, Michael... yes Michael Halling walks in.

"Michael?" I question, "Suprise!" He shouts, yah a really, big, suprise.

Which brings us back to here.

. . . . .
"So, who's it gonna be?" Michael asks, my eyes shift around the three guys. Three against one, I open and close mouth to speak like a fish.

"I, I- don't onow?" I say, Michael left me so quickly and he lives so far.

But Bryan is gentle, cute, and sweet, a good guy. I never have to be worried around him. I can be 100% myself.

Then, Zach, he's a bad and good boy. I never got to really know him, he seemed sweet. But also like a rebel.

He reminds me of Bryan, Michael, and well, himself. But this is a descion I just can't make that quickly. Guess what, I'm just gonna have too.

"I choose..."