ELIZABETH.

Here's the first part: http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=AlZgC8OE87CUsVOqaRibiX_sy6IX;_ylv=3?qid =20091025231740AAC9unB


And now or the second: (It's not as good and will most likely be edited)

Seconds later, my cell phone was ringing. I looked at the screen and sighed.
“Yes?” I said, trying to stifle the sobs.
“Sarah! Did you get my text?” She asked.
“Yep, congrats!” I said, hoping she didn’t intend on telling me every single detail.
I pushed the END button. I then walked over to the crumpled piece of paper and un-wrapped it.

Meet me at the pier, 8:00. Love, Damien.

My heart skipped several beats. I straightened my hair and put on the necessary make-up. I opened my closet a grabbed a cute sundress and my brown Rainbow Flip-Flops. I stood in front of the mirror for several seconds, knowing I could probably have any guy I wanted. All except for the one I needed.
I walked downstairs and told my mom I was walking down to the beach and would be back soon.
When I reached the end of my driveway, his arms curved around my waste. He leaned in and breathed on my neck, kissing it gently once.
And then I woke up. I had cried myself to sleep. I groaned, wishing the dream was real. I looked at my phone. Four missed calls, and three were from Julia. One was from him.
sorry, lol. waist, not waste. how un-romantic was that? haha.