Chapter Thirteen- "New York Taxi's"

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Mike Haber 19 Years in Age- POV

*Past*

I watched a yellow cab, pull up to the camping area from the outside eating area. The cab said "New York Taxi's". A girl with short black hair got out with her luggage bag. It looked like she was looking for something or someone. I saw her walk up to Ray Jacobs one of my instructors, he left his table and brought her to a tent, that was only a few tents away from me and Miranda's. I wanted to go introduce myself to her, and ask her a whole lot of questions like... What are you doing here? How do you know Ray? Do you have a disorder like me? What kind of disorder? But I knew I couldn't because it would make Miranda jealous. Even when I talk to another girl for less than 30 seconds, she gets mad at me, so I knew I would have to talk to her when Miranda wasn't by me. I love Miranda, but sometimes she can be a little paranoid.

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