Watching from a far

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"She so beautiful. If only she notice me. If only she knew. The things that I see. When I think of you." I said inside my mind. look at her from the back of the room. Samari sits in the front her group. Did I forget to say she is the most popular girl in the school practically. I feel a sharp jab in my side. I gasp. I turn around and its Nicolas. We do our secret handshake and then I punch him. "oww." he says. I laugh. "what was that for." "for jabbing me duh. don't act like your shoe size." "which for your information is a size twenty." "aww baby cakes you can still wish." "so did you finish this junk. I need help." "listen to yourself Nicolas. this is u.s history for crying out loud." The bell rings and Nicolas yells for me to meet him at the park later. "whatever." I yelled at him. I turn around and bump into Samari.

I stammer not knowing what to say. "uh uh I uh I'm sorry." I stare into her green eyes and melt. I pick up her book she drops and gives it to her. As I give it to her our hands brushes together and she blushes. I smile. She starts to leave and for some reason I run after her. "Samari, I have a question." she stops giving me an innocent look. Oh she is such a tease. She is anything but innocent. "What the question Parissss." She knows my name. Oh lord she knows my name. It takes me all the guys in the world to ask " Want to hang out later." she looks at me and thinks about it. "I'll don't really know you but here my number so text me." she puts it into my phone and wave goodbye. right now I feel like a million dollars. for the first time in a while I skip to art class.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 09, 2015 ⏰

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