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Monday morning. I walked into school and I saw a piece of paper fall out of my locker.

Hey. I just wanted you to know, that you are beautiful, and you need to know that. My locker number is 123, so leave me a note when you want.

I really wanted to leave a note back. I couldn't think of much to say.

Well thanks for the little note. Who are you by the way? I won't tell you my name until you tell me mine. Here, I have a question. I don't think you have ever seen me before. How am I beautiful?

I left their locker with a smile on my face. I had so many possibilites of who it could be. Then it went through my mind.

It was Luke. That blue eyed, blonde haired boy.


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