"andrea hey."
"what did you just say...?"
she looked at will.
"nothing just talking about school."
"don't talk to me again. both of you are such liars!"
will grabs her hand and pulls her into a hug.
"please don't leave andrea i love you to much to see you hurt."
she blushed.
"wait what? let go of my bestfriend."
nash grabbed her hugging her instead.
"but she's mine."
will grabs her again.
"seriously dude back off."
"no you."
"so..."
they both look at andrea.
"who's the unknown number?"
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Cuts.
Short Storyi drew a butterfly on my wrist, in hopes that this feeling would no longer persist, but things got bad and i started to cry, so the butterfly on my wrist had to die. once again i tried to set myself free, but it seems my thoughts have stolen the ke...
