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Well, that's happening right now. To me. With this book.
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"What do you want to do?" I asked. Ariana cleared her throat and shook her head.

"I wanna go eat McDonalds. And It's right in front of us. Where they are. Let's go." She started walking forwards, her heels clicking as they hit the ground. She motioned for me to follow her. We got to McDonalds. I looked to my left. They were staring right at us. Their jaws were dropping one by one when they saw me with Ari. I looked at Ariana. She gave the girls a smile and waved sweetly to them. Then we ordered. We both ordered a big mac and a big sprite.

"How long has it been? That you haven't been in a McDonalds?" She asked.

"Um... A few years. At least two. But I didn't miss it all that much." I said. She nodded lightly.

"I mean, it isn't that healthy anyways." She said. She was right. Once we were done eating we went home. She drove me home first.

"That wasn't that long of a shopping trip." I said. "Are they usually that short with you?"

"No, but I'm just tired." She stopped at my house.

"I'm surprised you still know where I live." I said.

"How could I forget?" She said and smiled at me. "Oh, here's your shirt." She said and handed me the shirt. "I hope we can hang out more often. Just like this." She added and I nodded.

"Me too." I said. I got out of the car. I waved one last time as she drove off. I got in the house. My mom jumped at me.

"Liza! I'm so happy you're here. I thought you ran away." She hugged me. Then she saw the shirt in my hand. "Where did you get that? Did you steal it?" She bombarded me with questions.

"No, mom. Someone bought it to me." I said.

"Who? Who were you with?" She kept asking more and more questions.

"I was with someone." I refused to say her name.

"Tell me, Liza." She kept pushing.

"Okay. I was with A..." I trailed off. I didn't wanna say her name. "Ariana. I was with Ariana. She bought me this. And we went to McDonalds." I said and I felt a tear drip down my face.

"So she didn't hurt you? She bought you this? And you had a good time?" She asked again.

"Yes. And she protected me from her mom. Because her mom hates me because of where we live and because we don't have money." I confessed and my mom hugged me. Suddenly the bell rang. My mom and I went to see who it was. I opened the door. Ariana was standing there. Her car parked behind her and a suitcase next to her. And she held a wallet in her hand.

"Ariana? What... Are you doing?" I asked, confused.