A sight for sore eyes

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" This is the last time we have to move, I promise Court' " my mom said.
We had moved 7 times since she pushed me out of her vag' 18 years ago but I had no choice but to believe that this was really it, I'd even planned to go to college here. I love my mom and I'm not desperate to leave home just yet so NYU is perfect.

We moved to New York because she got a new job at some law firm in Wall Street blah blah.
Moving wasn't so hard because I didn't feel like I was leaving a lot behind, I didn't even have a best friend because well attachment issues as a result of our nomadic lifestyle.

I had just finished unpacking my stuff when I decided to open my window for fresh air and my oh my was I greeted by a sight for sore eyes. No, he really was that good looking and he lived right across from my window. After a few minutes ( seconds of course ) of taking in the image of his well toned and well built body I looked away but it was too late. He was smiling and waving at me. I froze because , well because he did that. I quickly recovered my ability of movement and closed my curtain. I have no idea why I did that , he must think I'm weird.

What a great first impression Courtney you really outdid yourself this time , my inner voice said.

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