•Chapter 4•

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You brought some guy over today. 

He looked like trouble. 

I didn't like his spiky hair, nor his lip ring if that's what you call it. 

He looked out of this world, not a type you would like. 

How I know that?

Every night I listen to you reading out your diary you write in.

You describe all that happened in school, your friends, your fake friends, your dream boyfriend. 

He was a low class, unlike you.

One of the many things I don't understand the most is how two different people can be together. 

Your world, creatures like you are so confusing. 

You say one thing, think another and do whatever comes out to be.

How weird. 

You invited him upstairs where you watched a horror movie.

Saw, I think it was called. 

He put his arm around, you put your soft head on his shoulders, I couldn't stand to see him touche you.

You are way too precious for a jerk like him.

He hugged you. 

You smiled. 

He kissed your forehead.

You laughed.

I wanted to do something about it.

Why?

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