It has now been a week and I can't stop thinking about the guy. He's slowly leaving my mind, but not fast enough.
Why did this happen to me ?
Jess is still on me about him, but what am I suppose to do?
I can't contact him. I can't look for him because I don't know his name. I have nothing except that we both like Doctor Who.
He probably doesn't even think about me.
I'm probably just being the stupid fourteen year old that I am, but what am I suppose to do?
So I go.
I go on with my life.
There's no use for hoping to meet him again. I know I won't. This isn't a story. This isn't a fairytale where they end up together. This is real life.
Where real things happen not fictional.
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Teen FictionI was a teenager when I met him we talked about doctor who for an hour Then I had to leave I never got his name I never got his number I don't know anything about him. Why didn't I know anything about him ? What happens if we ever meet again...
