As we sit around in the circle, we have to go around and say something not many people know.
It, and I quote this from Mr. Blackthrone,
"It needs to be really emotional. And nothing made up. We're going to be pairing up in a few weeks and you all need to know who you have similar experiences."
As we went around the circle there were car wrecks , depressions, eating disorders , divorced parents, rapes.
And then it was David Tennant shirt guy.
And all he said was three words.
"I lost her."
He didn't explain he wasn't explaining and so I look up and he's staring at me.
Then ten minutes go by with other people's stories.
It's my turn.
I don't know what pulled me into saying it but all I can let out is,
"I lost him"
All while staring at the guy with the David Tennant shirt on.
He's familiar.
But I can't tend to place him.
And then it's time we can finally leave.
I don't know why but I have a sudden urge to run out of the class room so I did, I ran to my next class.
I couldn't focus in any of my classes so I skipped.
Finally back at my dorm as I'm laying on my bed staring at the ceiling it clicks.
It all starts to click.
It might be him.
And for some reason that scares me.
I would prefer it if I didn't know him.
Or at least think I know.
It can't be, he can't be my nameless guy.
This doesn't happen.
This doesn't happen in real life what is wrong with the world ?
That's it, it's just a coincidence. He can't possibly be my nameless guy.
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Nameless
Teen FictionI was a teenager when I met him we talked about doctor who for an hour Then I had to leave I never got his name I never got his number I don't know anything about him. Why didn't I know anything about him ? What happens if we ever meet again...
