Prologue

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"Flo? Are you okay?" A voice snaps me back into reality.

I look to my right to see Lauren Cimorelli touching my shoulder. Her chocolate brown eyes meet my amber brown eyes. I literally jerk to my left, rolling away from her. 

When I look at back at her, she's picking up my scattered books and papers, sorting them out for me as if I didn't just ignore her and roll away from her like an idiot.

"T-thanks Lauren." I mutter quietly as her friends just stand and watch. "Don't need to thank me." She replies and I nod quickly before she hands them to me. "It's alright." She replies, she says something else but I'm lost in her eyes. They're easy to fall into.

I sigh heavily, walking away from Lauren, I know I'm burning a bright red. I never thought that Lauren Cimorelli would help me. She barely knows me. I know her though because she sits infront of me in Science. She never pays attention to the attendance. She's always got her head down, like she's focusing on work or something. She's never actually spoken to me before. I didn't even think she knew my name. 

I stuff my books into my locker before slamming my locker door shut, pushing my ear phones into my ears. I press shuffle and it's a Taylor Swift song, 'I Knew You Were Trouble'. It reminds me of a certain someone pretending to love me, but they didn't really.

My Ex Boyfriend, Keegan pretended to love me for about three months. He was perfect with his brown hair and amazing green-blue eyes. I loved him so much, he acted like he didn't care, but the truth is he didn't care.

Dating me was just a stupid dare that he did with his stupid friends. When I see him now, I tear up but he starts to pretend that he still loves me. But he was just a jerk. A plain jerk. I should've known better. Now I realize that the joke is on me.

"Floor? Yeah, hey, uh...Lauren asked me to ask you if you wants to walk home with her? She say you guys live next to each other." A girl with dark brown with red dip-dyed ends asks me.

"It's Flo..." I reply before I feel butterflies echoing up in my stomach. Just the thought of her makes me feel amazing. 

What is this though? Why am I feeling like this? I barely know her. But when she touched my shoulder...I felt sparks flying throughout my body. I know there's something there, I just don't want to admit it.

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Please tell me what you think. I'm not a very good writer so like yeah.

Oh and the cover photo is killing me. 

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