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Chapter 39 ( only short) 

That was one of the quietest bus trips I had ever had. Noodle sat by himself ... listening to his music. It was blaring so loud I'm sure he would go deaf.

I pulled out my book , and I sketched him sitting there with his head resting on his fist. He was at just the right angle and light from across the bus. He, to me, was glowing... he was now free from one girl. That only meant someone else could snatch him.

I decided that day that ... maybe I could turn this around for myself.

I put my book away and moved over to Noodle. I looked at me , pleasantly surprised.

"hey-" I began .

" come over tomorrow and watch movies with me" he said blankly.

" umm" I stuttered... what!?

" please, come on" he asked again, looking down at me.

" I guess... " I said, and jumped over to my seat . " you ok?"

" just fine" he said. He seemed to be the most depressed I'd ever seen him.

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I had no idea what to expect today , but I was hoping to change his image of me .

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