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Something Tells Me...

I've never been the girl to fit in with groups of people, nor do I want to. I'm a quiet, reserved girl and that's how I like it. I'm not hated by anyone, but I'm not the most "popular". I'm just me, average. 

I was always scared to step out of my comfort zone and be who I want to be, do what I want to do. I was terrified of judgement. My whole life I was in my own little shell of protection. 

Until the day I met him.. my whole life changed.

Let me start from the beginning..

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It was August of 2013.

It was my first day of 7th grade at Echols Middle School. I lived across the street, so I would walk to school. 

I went through my daily routine. I got out of bed at 5 o'clock in the morning. I don't know why I would get up so early, it didn't take me long to get ready. I went into the kitchen to make myself some breakfast and took it to my room and ate while I got ready. I wore a black v-neck shirt with white shorts and a pair of black converse. I thought I was "cool" back then. 

I left my house at 7:15, I grabbed my bag and headed out. It was musty outside that morning. Great, this is exactly what I need. I clenched the shoulder of my bag and proceeded to walk down my street. I looked behind me every so often as I walking, I didn't live in the safest part of my neighborhood. 

I got to the crosswalk leading to my school, took a deep breath, and walked across the street. As I approached the school, a bus drove by, I didn't see anybody interesting or anyone I knew, but I did see one person.

He had brown, short hair. He was very tan. His face was almost angelic, breathtaking. 

He didn't notice me though, at least I don't think he did. I'd never seen him before. 

I just stood there in awe as his bus passed. I wanted to know who he was. I shrugged my shoulders and continued walking toward the gym doors since I had P.E. first period. He wouldn't be interested in me anyways, there's no point in trying. As I approached the gym doors, I ran into my best friend, Brooke.

"OH MY GOSH, HANNAH, HEY!" she exclaimed, pulling me into a hug.

I chuckled at her, we'd been best friends since Kindergarten so I was used to this. "Hey, Brooke! How was your summer?" I asked pulling away from her bear hug. 

"I was so great! I missed you, though." She responded. 

I smiled and locked arms with her and we walked in together, turned out we had first period together. I looked into space the whole time pretty much. I couldn't get his face out of my head. I needed to see him. I wanted to see him, get to know him. Would he turn me down? Should I talk to him? My mind was racing with so many thoughts.

The day was a blur,by the time I knew it, I was in my final class. Every teacher went through the normal first day routine. They gave us a classroom syllabus and went over class rules. 

"That's all I have today, class. Get your parents to sign the syllabus as your first grade in this class, Have a good rest of your day!" My English teacher, Mrs. Prater, said to us as we each walked out of class to go home.

I made my way downstairs to where the buses were. I would normally wait for all of the buses to leave before I would go home. Brooke an my other friend, Damon, rode the bus home. Turned out, Damon rode the same bus as the boy.

"Bye guys!" I waved to them as they each went to their buses. I started on my way home. I looked down as I walked, I could feel other people looking at me as I walked by the bus. 

I made it onto the side of the road and his bus drove by me. Sure enough, there he was. He was talking to Damon. I wanted so badly to know him, what he was like. I sound like a total creep. I couldn't help it though. 

I got home, nobody was home yet besides me. I walked down the hallway to my room. I opened my door and plopped down on my bed and closed my eyes.

Something told me this was going to be an interesting year...

Author's Note

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Hey guys! I'm going through the process of re-writing each chapter. I realized that I wrote this story all over the place, so I'm going to make it better.

I have changed the names of my friends for privacy reasons, I don't want to give away their actual names. But, my name and "the boy's" name, what you know him as right now,are our real names. 

Anyways, please be patient with me as I slowly fix the writing in the chapters, I promise it won't be as sloppy. 

I hope you enjoy our story!

                                                                - Hannah <3