chapter 8

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So this chapter is going to be from different points of view, which is different as it's usually written in third person, sorry for any confusion<3

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Imogen's pov-
He left. I felt like that was sort of my fault, though of course he'd be back soon. I just felt like I'd scared him, or maybe he was embarrassed.

I hadn't had feelings like this in what felt like forever- what was it?

Every time I lay my eyes on him, it was like my stomach did backflips, cartwheels, you know- I'm not exactly top cheerleader, I don't know the cheerleader language... but you know what I mean. The feeling was strangely enjoyable, all different sensations and all.

Earlier I heard him say I was pretty and it made me rush with excitement- so much I jumped out of my chair, he thought I was greeting him and he made a little joke about it. He's so funny.

I really wanted to get know him, that's what this first session was meant to be about. Everything is going so wrong.

Why did I always do this? I act weird, or creepy, overprotective... I act like a teenage girl with her crush when I'm nervous around cute boys, I'm guessing this was starting to show.

I sit in my desk, still holding Johnnies phone. I think back to when I first saw Johnnie, I don't remember it well- what's wrong with me? It was only a few hours ago. All I could remember was how I felt when I first saw him.

I was astonished, stunned perhaps. I had genuinely never seen someone so beautiful- his eyes, so lit up like fireworks against the dark evening sky. This is love... unprofessional love.

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