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You are innocent and kind. His name: David Where you meet: Senior prom Your kiss: No tongue, just lips, deep:::::STORY:::::You watch him with curious eyes as he dances with a gorgeous girl. You sigh, wishing that so-cute boy could be dancing with you, and not that girl who is so obviously unappreciative. You look down at your sky-blue prom dress. This was supposed to be the best night of your high-school life--the senior prom. But here you are--loitering by the punch table dateless chowing down on sugar cookies. To make matters worse, your favorite song comes on. Your eyes fill to the brim with tears when you see all the pairs slow-dancing. You take a deep breath. Stop it, you baby, you tell yourself, you're eighteen. You can't be crying, anyway, your mascara will run. Then it comes to your favorite part in the song, and you can't take it anymore. You turn quickly, bruising your hip on the table. You wince in pain but hobble to the door. You have to get out of there before you explode into tears with sadness and pain like a two-year old. You feel cold metal on your hand and you're about to run out but a warm hand touches your shoulder. You whip around. Your pain and tears vanish like a cloud of smoke and is replaced by Jell-o knees when you see the cute boy. "Do you want to dance?" he asked. "But what about--?" You are cut off by him. "Oh, Jacki?" He nods at the beautiful girl who is dancing with someone else. You stare at him shyly. "So?" "Sure," you are shocked when the word comes tumbling out. He grabs your hand and leads you to the middle of the throng of dancers. "I'm David," he says, his large blue eyes looking into yours. "I'm _________." you say, smiling, but suddenly the song ends. You are washed with disappointment but it disappears when you see David next to you. The deejay's voice boomed over the speakers. "It's time to announce our Prom Dance Couple Winners." The deejay snatched a manilla envelope from the other deejay. "And the winner is..." He takes a moment to rip it open. "The girl in the light blue dress and the bow and the dark-haired boy in the tux!" Your eyes go wide in shock and amazement as you point to yourself and mouth Me?. "Yeah, you!" The crowd erupted into thunderous applause and a spate of loud whoops and hollers. "WHAT?!?!" Jacki screamed, face red with anger. She stormed up to the stage, where you are taking the pink ribbon with PROM QUEEN printed on it in golden letters from the deejays' sweaty hand. "No, you don't understand, he's MY date. He's MY boyfriend!" "Not anymore," said David's voice. David butted past Jacki and her stunned and enraged face, steps forward, and kisses you. There are whoops and whistles from the crowd, but you don't hear them because you are lost in David's kiss. Thanks for taking my quiz! Have fun with David!

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You are depressed and sad. His name: Nicholas Where you meet: as childhood friends Your kiss: deep, full of emotion ::::STORY:::: You walk, head down. Another horrible day at school. Life just seems to drag on and on. You have one friend and neighbor --Nicholas--and he has band practice. You keep walking until you find your house and walk in. That day, Nicholas had asked you if you wanted to go out. You sort of wanted to, but you'd probably wreck it. You walked through the door, and shouted half-heartedly, "Hi, Mom." "Not now, __________, can't you see I'm on the phone?" your mother snaps. You sigh. Mom is talking on the phone as usual. You slam your bedroom door. You collapse on your bed just as your blue phone on your desk rang. You padded over and picked it up. "Hello?" you ask glumly. "Hey, it's Nick." he sounded cheerful. "Nicholas, I'm really not feeling well. I don't think I need to live." "What?" he sounded horrified, "Do you mean--?" "Yes, suicide." you say, sighing, "I just wanted to say good-bye." "____________,NO!" It sounded like he was about to cry. "Please don't!" "I'm sorry, Nich, I'll miss you. I'll watch you from Heaven. I called to say good-bye." "____________!" But you hung up. You scribbled a suicide note to your mom ,walked down the hall, and slipped it on the counter. You grabbed the butcher knife and crept to your room. You sighed, a bit nervous. Would this hurt? Where would you go? You shook the thoughts from your mind. You lifted the knife high above your head and leaned your head back so the knife would go through your throat. You didn't want pills--that would be a slow, painful death--you wanted a quick one. You took a deep breath and thrust the knife down. At the same time you started plummeting the knife down there was a voice: "______________, NO!" The wind was knocked out of you as you were hit with an incredible force. The knife flew out of your hand and kept spinning until it stopped at the wall, the point sticking into the plaster, the knife staying there. "I'm sorry," Nicholas breathed. "I couldn't let you go--I love you." And with that he plunged down and you and Nicholas locked lips. Thanks for taking my quiz and have fun with Nick! P.S.: You didn't try to commit suicide again and you and Nicholas lived happily ever after.

wow interesting, maybe thats how i should find love, if not all well