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Max asked me to hang out with him today, and of course, I accepted.


He told me that he has something important to tell me, and I'm both excited and anxious to know what it is.


What if it's about Maya? Is she okay? Did she get the letter I wrote to her? I did tell Max to give it to her... I'm sure he did.


I think too much.


Everything always seems to lead to Maya. The other day, I was just lying down on the grass and watching the white clouds slowly pass above me, and the blue of the sky reminded me of how electric blue Maya's eyes are when she's happy. God, I love it when she's happy.


I love how her nose scrunches up ever so slightly when she laughs,


and how her eyes crinkle up so much that they're barely visible.


That, to me, is beauty.


Nothing is more beautiful than Maya Penelope Hart.

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