Friday was like usual. We made eye contact and one of us would look away. He would stare at me, and I would pretend I didn't notice.
Later that day was different, though. I asked one of my friends, J, for his number. I got it. My friend, S had it too. We both ended up texting him. I'm not going to write what was said only because it's a lot of work to write that. Anyways, he assumed I was either G, myself, Lary, or S. I ended up narrowing it down to G or Lary for him. He was a pretty smart guy, despite what some people said.
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Lãng mạnOkay, so you may know that I'm in the process of writing "Reality." Well, I decided to do a different story with the POV of D and G, with the same characters. I'm taking a break from, "Reality." I will work on it, but when I feel as if I should. Tha...
