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the highschool
was h u g e

they call it
       Suburban
                High

it's not blue

there are not
many students here

the town itself is
      s m a l l
so it makes sense

i don't think
the kids here
like me

i think it will be
hard to make
f r i e n d s

there's one
    boy
who was
              nice
   to me

he
sits
next
to me
          in
               c h e m i s t r y

tyler
that's his name

he's  f u n n y

his hair is
colourful
and he wears
big 
glasses

he seems  c o o l
   but not as cool
      as the boy with
                 the dog

                    i thought maybe
           he went to this school

but
    i
        didn't
                   see
                            him

- - -

when the bell
finally rang
      i was h a p p y

i was walking home
    we only lived
      two blocks away

as i was walking
i heard something

a   d o g

this made me
extremely
h a p p y

maybe i'd get to
meet the
c o o l boy

but i didn't see them
                               i only heard them
                                                           they were l o u d

but then

i turned

and there

he was

he was
b e a u t i f u l

his eyes
were breathtaking

          they reminded me
                                      of the
                                                  o c e a n

he smiled at me
i smiled back

i liked his
s m i l e

"hello" he spoke
i said hi

          he
                 talked
                             funny
                                        but
                                   i
                         liked
                 it

"what is your name?"
          he was still smiling

"connor"

"i'm troye"
                                                    he held out
                                    his hand

i reached out
          and took it
                      in mine

it felt
n i c e

"you're not from here, are you?"

"no. how could you tell?"

"your accent"

"oh"

"you don't say much . . . "

"i'm sorry"

"don't be. it's okay"

i wanted to say
m o r e

i wanted to be his
f r i e n d

"we can be friends, connor. you don't have to be shy"

i  s m i l e d
         as did he

i liked him

"i have to go. but i'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

"okay"

i didn't want him
to l e a v e

but i had to get home
                       mom was probably getting     worried

i waved goodbye

he smiled one
                       last
                               time

then
walked
a w a y

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