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My eyes widen and jaw drops to the ground as if it was a trap releasing all the little creatures.

I glance at the username and feel a rush to my head.

"LukeHems96"

Opening up the Facebook tab with my fingers clicking away at the little keys on the keyboard I rapidly sprawl out the letters across the search bar.

The results pop up and guide me to a persons Facebook.

Luke Hemmings
56 Mutual Friends

My eyes dart down the page scrolling to look for how I could know this boy. Still curious to as I know him, and how he thinks he knows me.

I abruptly stop when I come to a post from a couple years ago.

Luke Hemmings
Started Working At Jays Convenience Store since 2013.

My head pounds trying to think back again to what he used to look like and how much he's changed.

This isnt the Luke Hemmings I know. This can not be him. No. No no no no. All I can think about is making up situations pretending I hadnt met him, and if I haven't had had something to drink that night.

But no, this was the innocent, socially awkward, naive 18 year old boy I met last year working at the convenience store 3 blocks from my house.

I swear to god he moved away a few months ago, but his drastic change in clothes, likes, friends and whole new personality made it look like he was a whole new kid.

He was back, but now 50x worse.

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