Stairs

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I was coming back up the stairs of the hotel I was staying at and I felt like a pair of eyes were on me. I look up as I continued to walk up the stairs until I came to a stop. Apparently there was some eyes on me.

From the next floor up, there was a boy looking down at me as I climbed up the staircase. His eyes were a beautiful green and his hair looked really soft. From where I stood, he looked very handsome. He looked my age and was definitely the cutest guy I've ever seen. I blushed a bit and looked down and began to walk up again.

I got to the next floor, my floor. The one the boy was on and I grew anxious. I was very interested as to how he looked.

I looked over to see the boy looking me with a slight grin. I politely smile at him and he smirked. I panicked a little inside but didn't show it. I continued down the hall and looked back at him he was still looking me and so I turned back around. Once I got to my room, I look at the boy once more to see him bring out a guitar.

I was surprised he played the guitar but at the same time intrigued. I decided to walk back and talk to this mysterious boy who played the guitar.

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