It started at a rehearsal for a concert. I noticed this warm ginger haired kid with too many freckles to count. His smile made me nervous to the bone, he made my heart race whenever he came near. I watched from a distance and stayed my distance. I soon noticed short glances; was he glancing at me? He had a wonderful smile, it was the only warmth I had felt that didn't come from hugs and cuddles. He sat two seat away from me and I noticed myself looking over more and more as the day progressed. He had a singing voice that made me almost self-conscience of my own. He did this lip thing when he was thinking and I didn't quite like it a first but soon saw how cute it was.
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First Love
RomanceA story of my first real love. That ends up me creating a story of what could have happened.
