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                            Jindi
"Love ... Who is willing to tell the class what love means to them?" Mrs.Anderson , my professor, asked as she sat down in one of the many seats in the auditorium. No one moved a muscle at this point and I wasn't planning on participating in this discussion today.

"Jindi will!" I glared to the right of me and seen my friend Diamond with a huge grin plastered across her face.

" Well actually-" I was cut off by Mrs. Anderson.

"Come on , stand up ! This is not a place to be shy. "

With that I stood up and cleared my throat. "Love to me is ... Love." I coughed and heard some chuckles "Love doesn't hurt. It's kind , love is the the way you treat someone you care about! If you love someone or something you wouldn't put them in harms way you would keep them away from it. Staying up late to talk to someone knowing you have an early class in the morning is love" I paused and looked over at Diamond " Love is a feeling SOME people should be happy I feel for them because if I didn't I would've been kicked them in the face." I sat down in the seat , Mrs.Anderson stood up and looked up at me, shaking her head.

"Does anybody else have something to share or have something to say about Mrs.Williams speech?" She asked.

"I have something to say to about it." I heard a deep voice say from behind me. I didn't bother to look at him." Love makes people do crazy things. I could love someone but still hurt them because I am in fear of them leaving or insecurity." His comment pissed me off so bad , like what the fuck are you talking about.

"Well if you freaking love someone you would know that wasn't or wouldn't be the right thing to do." I rolled my eyes and folded my arms.

"Actually Jindi he's right!" She clasped her hands together and smirked. " that brings us to psychopaths , at first they have a motive.... A love interest typically that they feel like would A) never want them , B) going to leave them , or C) feel threatened and their only way is to kill or beat them even though they love them. After doing this they will feel guilty and usually go to another victim and beat them till all their shame is out of them usually that's until the second victim dies." She clicked a button and the board lit up across the wall. "Today, class we are talking about people who are obssessed, when it begins, and how to stop it, if possible. "

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After class I drove home and flopped on the bed. My phone beeped. I checked it and seen it was a text from Diamond.

Diamond 💉👯: hey boo , we're going to Bianca's party tonight.

Jindi: No I am not , but you go right ahead and tell me how it is.

Diamond💉👯: It's Friday night... Yes you are. Get ready, I'll be there at 8.
I rolled my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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A/N : This was rushed but I really wanted to write this

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