He didn't look at mea s much as usual the next day. I shook his hand at mass. I was a bit sweaty because where we were having mass was warm. This resulted in my hand being quite warm. He usually didn't shake my hand unless I forced him to. This time was different. I shook two other boy's hands and then he held his hand out for me to shake. It was kind of awkward.
Later that day, I was talking to my friends Z and O. He got jealous. I could tell. He began looking at me quite a bit and I would look at him once in a while. He would blush too. This made me even more attracted to him. UGH, how I wished I knew his definite feelings.
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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...
