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I will get through this. I will get through this. I will get.....this isn't working. No matter how may times I say this to myself my odd lonely world just seems more odd and lonely. I need to get a friend. And it cannot be brown floppy hair guy! Every time I even think about him my weirdo adolescent self just goes all memory lane on me! Like the feel of his leg (which is a bit creepy but whatever), his voice, his smell (I sound like a stalker now), the fact he plays guitar.... he is pretty much perfect. When I finally embrace his perfectness, all the doubtful thoughts I've ever had kick in again! 

Why is it so difficult?

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I was walking down the school corridor, with my books literally covering my face. Dumb move. I forgot where I was going and ended up walking into a wall, my books scattered all over the floor. When I reached out to get them I felt like someone was over me, and then it felt like that person was bening over to help me pick up my books. Finally! A perfect cliché romantic high school movie moment.... until I realise its just a popular...laughing at me.....

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I managed to avoid any cringy moments up until lunch where I returned to the auditorium. And you might have already guessed who I met. The sweet melody of what sounds like an original guitar piece fills my ears. I hear him say,"hey".....


Hi if you're reading this. I know that this is set in high school and these people are only teens but it would really fit with the story if you typed in the word hey on Urban Dictionary. Obviously he didn't mean it in that way but Flo thinks he means something along the lines of it.


Thanks for bothering to read this far! XXX

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 13, 2016 ⏰

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