Well.. Needless to say the group never noticed me, or maybe they just forgot to care. The cute boy didn't come either. I'm walking home, today is a little bit warmer, the snow is melting. Winter is slowly ending but I can't wait. I was at school, the cute boy was there. He sat alone at lunch, I felt bad but I feel as if he wouldn't want me to to be there. So I just sat at my other table. The cute boy had a few girls come up to him, he seems quite cold. He seems very... Uncomfortable. But the thing that was really confusing is when she went up to him. The prettiest girl in school, she went up to him and tried to touch his leg. He looked up at her and just shook his head. Maybe he's really picky.. I won't have a chance with him. Maybe I can just try and befriend him. We both need a friend. When I made my way to the park I looked at the bench that I usually sit on. He was there. I see him, he's staring at the entrance. Wait.. I'm at the entrance, wait he's staring at me. Is he? I look behind me and see no one. I look back and see him. He's standing up and making his way towards me. "Hey, I saw you at school. Are you cold?" He almost yells as I stand there in pure terror. I can't speak, I can't seem to form words. Once he made his way up to me he looks down at me. "Hey, girl, I asked you a question" I start to try and form words, avoiding his icy blue eyes. "I uh, uhm, uh my.." I stop trying to talk when I hear laughter. "Wow.. Seems like someones flattered" He grins down at me and takes off his jacket, putting it around me. I keep my head down in embarrassment.. "I'm.. I'm not flattered.." Oh god.. I formed rude words. Fuck fuck fuck. "Is that so.." He puts his hand underneath my chin, pulling my face up to look at him. His eyes.. They are so pretty. I'm at a loss for words again. "Hey, come on say something.. Wow you're pretty weird.." I swallow nothing. "Are you going to be here tomorrow?" He asks me, letting my chin go. I nod up at him "I'll be back tomorrow, I have to leave now, stay warm." He stepped to the side and walked past me. Why did I just stand there.. I feel like I'm about to pass out. Fuck.

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RomansaI felt the warmth of his touch against my cheek. My eyes were closed but I could tell it was him. His touch has become so special to me and I can tell it from a mile away. Then I felt, and heard him breath. He whispered out the words that I have bee...