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Moern-Day Romeo and Juliette Done Right.

The air was thick, and heat cloaked Juliet like a blanket. She pulled her red curls up into a ponytail, and took a seat under the tree. She’d wait for him here. Checking her small watch, she couldn’t believe that she had beaten him there, especially since he was the one to invite her.
After a few moments, she heard a movement in the bushes to her left, and looked over to see a short boy with dirty blonde hair making his way through the sunlit field.
He appraoched, and helped her to her feet. “You’ve been waiting long?” he asked as he helped her brush off her jeans. “Nope. Just a few minutes.” “I parked the car right over the hill.” He picked up her bags and held her hand as hey walked across the field.
“Picked out any names yet?” He asked her. She shook her head as he helped her into the green pick up truck. He got in next to her after he put their bags in the back. She just stared at him, and he smiled at her goofily. “What?” she leaned in and gave him a soft peck on the lips. “I love you Romeo.”

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