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"My notebook," I whispered to myself when I looked through the mess of books that lay on the floor in front of me.

I could feel a sharp pain on my hip but at that moment it was the least of my worries. My notebook was missing. I never go anywhere without it because in that notebook are all my hidden emotions piled into one poem at a time.

My first thought was that the stupid peppy bimbos, that just knocked me down for saying Trey was an ugly ass bitch, took my notebook but then I looked up and there he was holding my notebook.

He was on his knees next to me trying to help me pick up the papers scattered everywhere I sat there watching him for a while, "Jess are you okay?" he said in a soothing voice.

I sat there for a second my hip was throbbing. I looked up and into his bright green eyes, "Ya I'm fine. Ouch," a shock of gruesome pain went through my hip.

"I'm gonna take that as a no," he had a smirk on his face, "How 'bout we go to the nurse after we pick all this up?" he asked.

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