Seventeen

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He sat on the wall and dragged out a long sigh. The cold weather made him shiver and a white, wispy cloud of condensation assured that he was still alive and breathing. His mind was whirling with questions and no answers. Love is hell. He knew that. He'd fallen for and gone out with a girl before, he knew how this went. But this time, he felt different. It was cliched, but she made him...


I know she probably is thinking the exact thoughts that I am right now. I know she is. We've been enemies, like, forever! How could I never tell it was her? Lizzy, Elizabeth. Why did it never click? I'm stupid. I need to talk to her, I know I do. It's just how to do it. She won't even wanna look at me, but I have to try. At least try.


He rose from the wall and walked aimlessly in front of him.

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