Chapter I:

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SEPTEMBER

George's POV:
It was a normal day in the halls. Annoying girls left and right, ones that I pick and choose. Some might think that I'm immoral, or a player when I dump whoever I "dated", and her friends jump in and bitch at me. It's not my fault. I don't like them anyway. And when I say that, I mean it.
Or in another scenario, she dumps me. Whenever that happens, I have but one loyal friend who is there by my side, one foot below me. He is a short boy of 16, just my age. Glasses and dark hair... He looks like a nerd, and many don't see beyond that. But I do.
Here he comes, marching down the hallway, past all of the girls giggling at his sight.
"Oh, shit. I feel tingly again." I think to myself.

Maybe someday... In another time... I can tell him how I feel.

Edward's POV:
"Why does he always stand there in such a manner. He looks like a f*cking Idiot!" I think to myself as I approach George. "How was your breakup, buddy?" I ask, slightly teasing. "Oh...well... I've moved on." I looked up at him. (I hate having to do that, why must he look down on me?!) "That was fast, so" I question, "Who's next? Listen George, I know that dating has been hard for you, but I honestly don't see why. Your handsome, and tall, anyone could fall for you." I hoped that this would make him like me. Just then, his face turned as red as a ripe cherry tomato. "I .. UM ..... I have to go to class..." He murmured something like that. I gave him a fake confused expression, and he quickly responded. "I've got to go, bye!" He almost yelled and stumbled off into a random classroom. Why can't he just take a hint!

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