Your Name Is?

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I've never looked forward to school as much as i have now. I felt a tap on my shoulder, it was him. He swept the strand of hair covering my eye and pushed it behind my ear, i giggled a little and tried my best to avoid eye contact because i knew if i gazed into those eyes i wouldn't be able to leave. He then muttered "The names Regan... and yours is?" I forgot my name for a few seconds then replied softly with "The names Brittany, you can call me Brit or .. even yours" i whispered under my breath. His eyes widened in surprise then let out a laugh. "I AM SOoO sORRY you HAD TO HEAR THAT "  i said, trying to once again avoid eye contact. He pushed me up against my locker and slid his  hand into my butt pocket and got in close "call me" he whispered into my ear breathing onto my neck. He then moved away and gave a subtle wink with the hand gesture of a phone.

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Once i got home i threw my pants onto the floor and sat on my bed. Gazing over my room holding my phone in my hand i saw a folded piece of paper that was hanging from my jean pocket. I leant to the floor and picked it up, slowly opening it up i remembered where it came from. A smile swept my face as i read the note, "Im no photographer, but i can still picture me and you together... aha .. gimme a ring when you can, 'lright 0421875639

Regan"

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