Chapter 3

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I walk into the lunch room. Play it cool play it cool. "Hey Mia." I jump then look at my friends. "Oh hey guys. What are you doing here?" I asked, looking around for Austin. "Someone's a little too jumpy today." My friend Abby says. "I'm not. Just making sure someone's not here. Oh biscuits. He's here." I shutter, moving out of the line.

He looks around a bit, then he waves.

"Oh biscuits. He's coming." I think to myself. I run past him out to the Starbucks. "Hey Mia!" He says grabbing hold of my arm. "I've tried to avoid you and it never seems to work, your always there." He pulls me to a booth so we can talk. "Look until you tell me you don't care about me and we're just a fling I'm not leaving you alone Mia." Austin replies looking straight at me. I look down, his hand is over mine. "Wow, I never thought of it that way." I say puzzled, "but why are you so overprotective? I can do things on my own Austin." I question. "Because it happened when I was little. I just can't tell you right now, it's too painful." He says bring his hand to wipe his tears away from his eyes. "I didn't mean to make you cry. I can see you need your time. And I can understand that." I say getting up and moving to his side of the booth to hug him.

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