I’m standing in the hallway, leaning against some lockers. I’m talking with the guys, shooting the breeze and all that. “Yeah, I heard the junior class has a bunch of hotties.” One of my friends say. I just roll my eyes. Like I would care. “Look there’s one now.” He says as he points. My eyes follow the line of his finger and I spot you, busy with your locker. Something suddenly clicks inside of me. I smirk and approach you. “Hey. What’s your name?”
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