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Dear Diary,

It's impossible not to fall in love with Bailey. His blonde hair looks so fluffy, I want to put my fingers in it and play with it. Okay, that's just weird but don't SOME girls imagine doing it to the person they like? No? Okay. My mind is all over him. I need to write it down so I have place for the lessons I need to understand in class. He's in my Physics class today. He's literally in front of me. He smells like vanilla. It's just windy today and the window is open and he smells really good. He's quiet when the teacher is talking but he's loud when our teacher gives us free time. He makes everyone laugh in class. He's going to sing and do actions. He's literally my ideal boyfriend BUT, of course, there's no one that would try and even put a finger on my shoulder, except when someone patted me and that Bailey danced with me. His hands were so soft but it was rough at the same time. It was warm, I want to hold it forever.

-Mad

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