Chandlers pov

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   As I look up, I see her. Her beautiful brown eyes and her fair complexion. She was beautiful.
   She smiled at me, waving her hand, greeting me. Her name was Y/N. She was perfect. She was smart. Funny. Everything I wanted.
     I started towards her, my mind racing with thoughts. "What if Y/N doesn't like me? What I'm annoying??!" But when I stopped to think, I stood there for a but and thought about what I should say. But when I looked up, there Y/N was, standing infront of me, smiling.
   "Hey Chandler, having fun?"  I blushed. I hadn't talked to many people at this party yet, and I was nervous enough. "Yeah! You?"I said, stupidly.
     Y/N looked down at her feet. "Not really.. I've been wanting to talk to you but I was nervous."
"Why would you be nervous?"
"I just think you're cool.. And I don't wanna mess up my chance of us being friends ya know?" Y/N mumbled embarrassed.
      "No need to be embarrassed Y/N", I said, scanning her eyes for any signs of affection. "I felt the same way. Wanna dance?"
     She took my hand and we danced
  

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