"Julie? Julie!" I opened my eyes slowly. The light hit me as a burning sun, well it was the sun. It was really hot and sunny outside today.
"Nice weather!" I said.
"Fuck! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to kick the ball in your head." What the hell was that cute guy talking about. A ball. Oh yeah, right, the football.
"I'm fine! How about you? "Oh god, where did my head go?
"Great...I suppose, but I'm feeling really sorry for you."
A cute guy feeling sorry for you. What else could a girl dream about.
"I think we're taking the bus home Julie." God, Hannah , don't ruin this moment.
"No, Hannah, I'm having a great time. Let's play football!" Hannah just looked weird at me.
"Ok, let's go home." I finally said.
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