"Why does she have to be so pretty?" i think to myself, i look at you, unable to stop myself, you look uncomfortable, your eyes are slightly wide and your biting your lip "whats wrong with her?" i think to myself, i notice the guy on the other side of you has his hand on your thigh, i feel jelaous but dont say anything, after class i find you in the hallway and pull you into an empty classroom "hey, you ok? i saw what that guy was doing, do you know him?
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