Guilty

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I expected some sense of calm to surround me when I got to school, but my mind was still racing from last night's dream. Who was he? Why did I let him kiss me? What does this mean? I stopped mid-thought as someone crashed into me from behind. "Hey babe." I turned abruptly to come face to face with the bluest eyes you will ever see. "Oh, hi Mike." his dark brown hair tickled me as he leaned in to give me a quick peck on the cheek. ...His golden hair tangled in my fingers... I blushed, where did that come from? Stupid dream. Mike seemed to take my scarlet cheeks as an encouragement. "So did you miss me?" "How could I not miss my boyfriend?"

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