Day 3

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Today you walked inside my homeroom.

You had to turn a paper in to our science teacher.

You first ordered your friend to give your paper to the teacher for you, but the teacher demanded that you handed the paper to her yourself.

You were blushing.

Blushing.

And I've been wondering as to why.

What is the reason that you blushed?

I can't stop wondering and thinking that I'm probably the reason.

And to be completely honest with you, that makes me so fucking happy.

My friend sitting next to me told you while you were on your way out that I love you, and that made you giggle and smile even brighter and blush even harder and I can't explain how happy that made me.

Your laugh is the cutest and most adorable thing ever goddamn it.

Your laugh is music to my ears.

And I swear I hate it when you say your laugh sounds like a whale in the verge of dying because that is not true, at all.

I love you so much it hurts.

It hurts and I prefer to get ran over by a freaking bus.

I just love you Christian, and it saddens me that we haven't talked in over a week, just because you decided to act all cocky.

You created drama within me and my friends.

You're the reason I'm being talked shit about behind my back.

And you don't do anything about it.

That's why, I sometimes wish that we never even met because you both ruined my life and made my life better.

I don't understand anymore, because you're the only thing clouding up my thoughts and I can't think straight.

It's all because of you.

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