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10 minutes later and I'm still confused. Who was that cute boy? Do I know him? Does he know me? What happened?!
"Ummmm who are you?" I say, looking up to the handsome guy.
"Duddeee... She's either stoned of her head or she's lost her memory. She obsesses over you, Michael. How tf can she forget?!" Alex screams at the guy.

Michael raises his hands in surrender and strokes my hair from my face. I smile at him, still confused. "I'm Michael Clifford" he answers.

The name. I've heard it before. I know it. But I don't know HIM!

He grabs my arm and legs and picks me up like a baby. The word "baby" rings and rings and rings in my mind. Then the words "the baby's crying, Justine". The voice matches up to the cute guy.

I look around me. Alex has disappeared with the guy with black hair. The Asian looking one. I wonder what they're up to...

An ambulance guy checks my eye sight. He gives me the all clear and says I'm okay. Just short term memory loss. "It's okay... I'll take her back to my place" 'michael' says to the audience surrounding me

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