Well shit

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Dear who ever wishes to read this,

Well shit there is a new kid. I swear I've never seen him before.

I don't know what I'm gonna do I've started tripping over this guy and I don't even know his name.

It hit me like a truck. It's like damn how come you weren't here like a month ago.

He has a buzz cut that needs a trim. His hair is blackish brown. He is wearing a Metallica shirt with khakis. He has a bit of stubble on his chin that's trying to grow into something more. It looks like he has brown eyes but I can't tell for sure.

He was looking across the class room. Then he looked at me. It's like everything stopped. Nothing is the same. I'm drawn to him, like a moth is to light. Our staring contest gets broken by my phone buzzing.

Cameron yuck.
I have to break up with him soon. (Harsh sorry.) But my distraction gives the teacher long enough to have the new kid sit across the room. Damn it. I really wanted to look at his eyes longer. To see what the real color is.

I don't know what's gotten over me but all I wanna know is everything about him. His likes his dislikes. His name his family, everything.

But I gotta focus on school even though I don't want too.

But it might end up to be my favorite subject as long as he is in this class.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 28, 2018 ⏰

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