It Was Just a Kiss...

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He sighs, "Fuck" he made a sharp turn and drove to her house.
 
When they pulled up to her house, she bolted up the front steps and slammed through the front door (which wasn't too hard considering it was hanging partway off the hinges - her father must have slammed it or something), and up the stairs, grabbing her book bag and saxophone, and then sprinted back upstairs, grabbing her ID off the side table. She rushed out the door, closing it behind her with her foot, and was back in the car in less than a minute. "Alright! Let's go!"
 
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