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I watch him.
Everyday, wondering if a guy like him would ever notice me.
But he would always eye the popular girl, always compliment the popular girls, not me. I sit beside him in class and the popular girl sits on the other side of me.
Lessons were always horrible. He would look over me, to talk to her, not even acknowledging me.
"Hey beautiful." he said looking in my direction.
I thought he was talking to me as she wasn't here yet, but boy was I mistaken.
"M...me." I said, he laughed, making my heart squeeze up.
"Ha, not you." he said pointing behind me.
He was talking about another girl.
Embarrassment fills my face and I put my head down.
It will never be me, or anyone like me for that matter.
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