The next day, Charlotte, my friend and I decided to go to the field after I had told her about the guy last night.
She was so happy that I had made another friend other than her, but at the same time she was a bit upset, saying that I'd spend more time with him, but I told her not to worry.
We are sitting in the field, on a blanket, watching down the trail every now and then to see when he arrives.
And when I look several minutes after we arrived, he had just gotten to the field.
We watch him sit down on a log and that's when Charlotte jumps up on to her feet, but I don't, so she pulls me up.
"Come on, you have to come too," Charlotte says.
"I know, I know," I respond.
We walk in the direction of him but we stay out of sight because I'd find it weird if he could see us.
When we get close enough, we hide in the flowers, whispering what to do back and forward.
Charlotte then yells, "hi cute boy!" And then she pushes me through the flowers, into the empty patch of flowers where he was sitting.
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The Tragic Life of Elaine
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