Chapter Three

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     It has now been a few days since Ryen and I have talked. I don't think he was messing with me when he said he had feelings for me.
     When I got up this morning I almost texted him like I usually do when I get up, no matter how early or late that was. Anyway, my weekend is now over and I have to go back to work today. I don't work until 9:00 this morning, and right now it's? 5:00am, of course. Sleeping has been hard because I've been distracted with what happened. Maybe a run this moring will help.
      I'm all ready for my run, my ear buds are in, music playing, water in my bag, and my knee and ankle braces just in case. I left my apartment with my music blasting on my ear buds. Twenty One Pilots usually made me feel better.
     I'm running, and all of the sudden I think, "maybe, just maybe I so like Ryen, and that's why I was so nervous when I asked him that question. If I do, how I do I know for sure?"
     Wow! I forgot, I think about some deep, or important stuff when listening to my favorite bands! I should've turned on this playlist days ago!
     When I get home I'm going to call Ryen. "Don't forget or chicken out Andie!" I guess I said that out loud because I got a few weird looks from people on the street. Oops, oh well. Home I go...

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