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"I...um...I really like your seats. They're so...great?"
Dear Face,
I'd like you to meet my palm.
Love,
Athena
All I was trying to do was create conversation but I'm not exactly that great at being social.
Logan just smiles. His smile is real nice. Like every time he smiles all I can do is look at that face of his.
That amazing looking face of his.
"So where are you taking me?" I ask, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.
"It's a surprise." He says, blessing me with his smile again.
Of course it's a surprise.
It's always a surprise.
"Oh nice." I say, dragging out the i's.
He laughs again and shakes his head. "You're so different."
"A good kind of different?" I ask hopefully.
He glances at me. "Definitely a good kind."
Dear Heart,
I'd appreciate it if you calmed down.
Lots of love,
Athena
"So, Athena. What's your last name? It's weird but I don't know it."
Reece knew my last name.
Psh. Because he's a creep.
"It's Traile." I say.
"Mine's Baker." He says, nodding his head.
"Yeah, I know." I say then realize that might sound creepy.
"Oh..." He says.
Dear Mouth,
I hate you.
No love,
Athena.
"Um...how's your mom?" I ask and instantly want to slap myself in the face.
What kind of question is that?
He laughs. "My mom's great, how about yours?"
"Terrible. Hate her." It slips out before I can stop it.
He raises an eyebrow and I laugh awkwardly.
"Just kidding." I say.
I hate FM. I swear she gets worse every single day.
Probably them mocking me.
"Anyways, got any siblings?" He asks.
"No, but I've always wanted one." I say.
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