The Next Day

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That morning I woke up before Shirley but it wasn't early. I checked my phone and it read '11:45', I have practice at 12:30 so I packed up and left Shirley a message. "Hey, had to go. Last night was the bomb. Lol, Let's hangout again?" I didn't exactly know what the fuck to type but I managed to message her something. I miss her I thought on my way to practice. And during practice. Wasn't on my "A game" like always was what my teammates kept saying. I didn't hesitate to argue with them, they were right. I kept thinking of her. I don't really know why. There's nothing between us and I don't think of her as that but now maybe I do. Just something about the way she smiled and laughed. It was cute in a way. How she's shy to talk to me. Now Shirley has me thinking I've fallen for her. Yikes, me and love don't get along. I can't love Shirley I'm sure of it. On my way home from practice all I could think about was reasons I couldn't love Shirley and that this was all just a crush. The main reason was because no matter how much I think of Shirley it'll never be close to the amount I spend thinking of Christen.

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