Prologue

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I am breathless- my legs hurt from running; yet through the pain I found myself thinking about him. Thinking how fast his mood changes and how he makes me feel. I finally stop running and look back, no one is behind me. I try to catch my breath as I look where I am. I am at a park in the middle of the night playing tag with my mysterious guy. How -Why do I find myself wanting to be with him? "Ready or not here I come" a voice whispered in the dark. Am I ready for these feelings to come out? I guess I have to be because here he comes.

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