Wingman

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I was curious for a long time about what my sexual preference was, so I said I was bisexual. Yeah... that all changed a couple weeks ago.

I've been home schooled ever since I moved here from Florida, and I haven't made too many friends. Which is logical because I don't have a lot of free time to socialize with my peers at lunch like most 14 year olds do. But when I do socialize I go to the best place to do it, a Destrehan game. I started walking with my friend Carmen towards the concessions, and for some odd reason i tuned around while she was buying our sour Skittles and Dr Peppers. I glanced over to this guy who had caught my attention. He was a tall, around 5'10, and down right the most good looking guy I've seen. He looked at me. HE LOOKED AT ME. I absentmindedly waved to him and he gave me a smirk that no one has given me before. It was like one from a Hallmark movie, and you know how romantic those movies are, i froze. Carmen tapped me on my shoulder handing me my sweets, but all i could do was watch him it wasn't long before i realized my heart was pounding so hard that I could see the individual heart beats hitting my chest. Can Carmen hear this? I thought as I felt my face heat up as it turns a deep red. She turned to look at me, "Are you ok? You're really red," she asked.

"No," I replied my voice shaking as I moved my hand to my chest. I grabbed my shirt as if my heart was about to burst through it.

"Can you be my wingman?" I whispered.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 29, 2017 ⏰

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