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so today was the last day of my freshman year of high school

after school, i went to talk to my english teacher and we looked at the candy grams again

she compared them to everyone's handwriting in the class' notebooks

she concluded that no one writes their "a" like the one on the candy gram, so whoever it was must have changed their handwriting to disguise themself.

but

she said, even after i told her that he said it wasn't him, she said he probably lied, and she still thinks it was him

and i said "i wouldn't be surprised that he lied to me honestly"

and i proceded to tell her the basics of what happened with him

and she seemed very into it

i left out most of the story, just telling her about him flirting first and then me and cute nicknames during texting that became awkward during class when he pushed me away

and she said he probably started feeling a little weird since he's now technically an adult and i just kinda nodded and tried keeping my emotions in check

and she said he was "an old soul", which, that doesn't really mean much to anyone reading this, but i thought i'd share that

the thing is, i didn't get really emotional talking about him or what happened

i mean, i did blush a lot and kept giggling when i was talking about us flirting and him calling me nicknames

but i wasn't sad or angry or conflicted

it's like the storm subsided

i think i'm over him

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the end

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