First grade, that's were I met her.
Second grade, that's were I laughed.
Third grade, I got annoyed with her.
Fourth grade, she's gone.
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First grade, I met him.
Second grade, I acted like I didn't hear.
Third grade, I noticed.
Fourth grade, I left.
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We're Destined, they say.
We always seem to be in the same place.
But after fourth grade, we never saw each other ever again.
We were never Destined.
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Destined | ɴᴀɴᴀᴛꜱᴜ ɴᴏ ᴛᴀɪᴢᴀɪ
Fanfictionᴇʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ ʟɪᴏɴᴇꜱ + ᴍᴇʟɪᴏᴅᴀꜱ They met each other at a young age, being classmates for 3 consecutive years. "They seem be destined." Their friends say. But neither of them think so, why is that? -ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴀᴜ
