I rarely looked at her in class the next day. I don't know why. It was just awkward. I shook her hand at mass and that was that. Her hand was warm. Shaking it send shivers down my spine.
Later that day, she was talking to her friend O and my friend Z. I got jealous and started looking at her a lot when she wasn't looking. I would blush. I think she saw...I want her to know how I feel about her, but I don't know how to get her to know...
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RomanceOkay, 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...
