Loser

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Today I'd do it I'd talk to her at the bookstore.

I can't be a coward for the rest of my life.

I want this. I want her. I need Kesley.

I live close enough to the bookstore that I can walk, and it only takes me about fifteen minutes, Which is good, because if I'm correct, I must live near Kelsey.

I approached the bookstore, quiet and empty as usual. But today was different. Today was the day that an unbreakable bond of love was to be formed. Or, well, I hope.

I swung the door open, the welcome bell clinging above my head. My old, busted up sneakers squeking amonst the cheap wood floors. I breathed in heavily, the smell of old books filled my lungs. I had always loved this place, now, and as a child. I came here for the first time with my mother when I was four, I picked out the first book I was ever to read, and I instantly fell in love. Books, were my passion. Now, 14 years later, this book store is my secret hangout.

I began to scan the shelves, mysteries were my thing, I loved solving problems, and thinking. I'd choose thinking over speaking any day. I have a horrible stutter, so I've always been awfully quiet and shy. I choose not to speak.I chose to think- often too much.

Suddenly, I heard the bell chime.

Kelsey.

I took a deep breath in.

And out.

In.

Out.

I'll do it.

"H-hi." I mumbled. Stupid.

Kelsey took a quick glance my way and responded with a "Hello" followed by a mega-watt smile.

"I'm Kelsey" She laughed, extending her hand.

"D-d-david"

My hand remained glued to my side.

All I  could think was 'Shake her hand, stupid'

But I couldn't.

"Uh...well nicemeeting you?" she mumbled, turning away.

I know I should follow her.

But I can't.

Ugh. Im such a

LOSER.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 08, 2013 ⏰

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