Beside you// Michael Clifford

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you didn't show up again. why? today class was boring like usual. we learned more about the periodic table. maybe you would like to learn about it? well i wouldn't know.

later that day

i decided to go to toco bell, do you like Taco Bell (capitalized it because Taco Bell is the shit). by the time i got inside it started to rain. when i walked in i swear i ordered at least half the menu.

when i got my food i ran into you...literally.
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(Going into story mode if that's what you call it??)

Grabbing my tacos I ran out the door hoping not to get rained on. I put my hood up while looking down and opened the door. I walked a couple of feet and ended up walking into someone.

I looked up and noticed the pink hair I was so familiar with. "Hey aren't you in my class?" I looked at him stunned. He knew who I was? Michael Gordon Clifford knew who I was.

"Yeah I think I remember that pink hair from somewhere." He giggled a little. GIGGLED! So cute. "I need to get my food but can I get your number? You know incase I need the homework or something?"

"Sure." I smiled at him. I grabbed a pen out of my pocket that I happened to have. I looked for a piece of paper but couldn't find one. "Give me your hand." He gave me his hand and I wrote my number down.

"Talk to you later." I waved to him and walked to my car.

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oh my god!