Chapter 4

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Ally: Hi Homie.

Kristopher: Sup Homie?

Ally: Nothing, much. You?

Kristopher: Same as usual.

Ally: Hey Kris?

Kristopher: Yeah?

Ally: Who do you like?

Kristopher: Oh, you know... Pamela.

Ally: Oh cool.

Kristopher: How 'bout you? You like someone?

Ally: I think I like you. Like, really like.

Ally: No one in particular. You know me, heh.

Kristopher: Oh okay then.

Ally: Why do you have to smile like that at me? You make me melt.

Ally: Why'd you ask?

Kristopher: No reason. Just curious, I guess?

Ally: Stop biting your lip like that.

Ally: Well, alright then.

Kristopher: You okay? You seem a little off-

Ally: What is it?

Kristopher: Nothing. Someone just passed by..

Ally: Stop smiling like that.

Ally: Huh. It was Pamela, wasn't it?

Kristopher: Yeah.. her.

Ally: Stop sighing like that.

Ally: You must really like her. Don't you?

Kristopher: I guess. So, uhm, change topic...

Ally: Why drop the subject? It's pretty obvious that you like her. Why hide it?

Ally: So, you signed up for Taekwondo? I'm joining.

Kristopher: Maybe, but I have soccer so... I'm not really sure.

Ally: At least try to attend the first 'til second training. Please?

Kristopher: Sure.

Ally: Awesome. So, I guess. I'll be going now. Bye.

Kristopher: Bye...

The time that I felt so hung up on him that I really was eager to find out more

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