That night all I thought of our kiss earlier. I wished that I hadn't broken it up and that we would still be kissing if it hadn't been for that nagging voice inside my head.
The next morning it took me the longest to see what to wear. Finally, I chose out my outfit. I wore a red holister shirt, skinny jeans, (even thought it was the middle of May and about 80 degrees.) and my black vans.
When I to school I tried my best to stay away from Brandon. I wanted to stay away from long awkward conversations about the other night, I wanted to stay away from his shinny blue eyes that sucked me up whole, I wanted to stay away from the memories of the other day.
I had succeed until' lunch. I was at my table alone, when the blonde haired boy sat down right smack dab next to me. " Look I know you've been trying to avoid me. If it's about that kiss, I didn't know what got into me." He said looking straight into my eyes not losing eye contact. "It's OK and I wasn't avoiding you." I said lying though me teeth. He sighed and said, "I hope you know that your a really bad lair." I laughed almost falling out of my seat. I eat my Nutella sandwich while we talked and laughed.
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