English Class with Her

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My heart's racing

My stress levels rising

My breath is quickening

Then..... I look across the classroom and I see her pearly white smile,

And her long down hair falling down across her shoulders like a majestic waterfall

Her freckles scattered across her face like stars on a clear night sky

My heart slows

My breathing calms

No more stress

Nothing else matters

Oh, she saw me

Quick do something

But my body freezes,  at the sign of her loving green eyes

A force a slight smile

And I look away, but the thought of her still goes on

Why?

Why am I this way?

Boy am I glad it's an A day!
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So this is my first story that I've posted.  A friend of mine wrote this and wanted to know people's opinions  but also wanted to keep it anonymous.   
I might also use this as a rant book I don't know yet.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 26, 2017 ⏰

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