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I'm at a party and I've got nothing to do. I really need more friends. Why is it to so hard for me to make friends. I sorta dazed off for a couple seconds when in walks a group of boys. One of them looks really familiar or her just got one of those faces you know....
No he doesn't have one of those faces I know him. But from where. My memory is amazing but at times it can betray me. He looked over at me and stared at me for a while and I stared back. He walked towards me still examining my face. *Hi I'm sorry do I know you from some where?* *Im not sure* I cleared my throat to finish my sentence until he cut me off *Im mike and youuuu areeee* he said extending his last words. His name was so familiar too but his name isn't that rare so who knows. *Im Amy, Amy Etem*
*Holyyy you might not remember me but we had small talk last year.....* *nope I don't remember where exactly did we talk?* *the park, you were out on a walk and I was watching over my sister on the swings.* *oh yeaaah the cre...never mind I should be heading out* almost screwed myself there was about to say creep but wouldn't mess with a guy that stares at you for the longest time. *No no don't leave. Don't you think this is fate... you know me and you bumping into eachother like this* *yeah sure call it fate if you want but I don't believe in that* I lied anything to get away from there. I started walking out of the kitchen when he yanked my hand and brought me close enough to whisper in my ear whilst putting his hand real close to my purse. I instinctively clutched onto my purse until he said *you sure look as great as I remember* and left me there dumbfounded.
It's fine Amy just one cat call. It won't matter. I looked to see what he put into my purse....
It was his number with a wonky face saying call me.
This belongs in only one place the trash. Luckily it was next to me so I dumped it and walked away.
Over the crowds I was looking for new friends. I'm not the best at socializing so I needed to find someone like me. On the couch in the middle of a party sat a girl reading a book while music blasted in her ears. Now me.creep this is what I call fate. Then again I can't judge a book by its cover since rose can look so innocent.
Time to start a conversation *hi I'm Amy, what book are you reading?* *Im reading this is where it ends.* *whose the author?* *Marieke Nijkamp*
*wait I think I read that before. I binged on the book for the longest time.* *oh wait I'm sorry my name is Lisa forgot to mention it and really. You read?* she gave me questioning eyes. The lesson of don't judge a book by its cover really needs to be learned. I laughed a little about that *yeah I read. I don't want to spoil anything but the brother of one of the main characters traps everyone in the auditorium to shoot them am I right?* she looked at me stunned. *lisa never judge a book by its cover. You are actually holding a book with chalks on it but inside has so much meaning. Everyone is a book but we never know their full story* I got deep there but oh well you only live once. *i love that concept. We should talk more.* *why not talk now. I mean seriously Lisa your sitting on a couch with a book in your hand annnnd I have no friends* she giggled. *mmmmkay fine are we going to find more people to talk to I'm guessing* *yup all you have to do is set up bait. Look at the most innocent ones* *wait a minute did you do this for me?* *maybe maybe not* *first of all that's creepy and secondly didn't you just tell me not to judge anyone by looks* *to answer both questions it's not creepy it's more investigative like a cop on a crime scene and secondly yes I did. I lied I don't care about lessons* *you are a bad person to be around but I love it* *im not that bad of a person it's just you hang around too many good people when you see me I give you thrill*
I try to convince people they need me in life but reality is I need them. I would go insane without people to talk to. I like to fix people. Fix problems people have. It's like if I fix someone they don't have problems meaning I don't have one less problem to face. Instead of bringing in problems I fix them.

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