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I was going to our crew hanging spot. It was near Nissen High School,in which my friends and I were going. We were called the Penetrators, and we were one of the biggest russ buss in Norway. In translation, we were fuckboys, all of us. Until William, my best friend since kindergarten, fell in love with Noora Saetre, a short-blonded girl, with great style. I could tell that he wa really in love, just by seeing him smile when we mention her or what were they doing that day. Not too personal, I think so.

One unusual thing about today was that I could not stop thinking about that girl I met in the neighbourhood. Eva, I think. Something about her makes me really interested. I have to meet her, and I have a chance. I want to know everything about her-her favourite colour, meal, ice cream flavour and how does she like her coffee. Am I too obsessed?

"Hey my boy! How are you?"shouted William, as he s.aw me walking towards them.

I really do love my crew, even though nobody wants to know real us. We just do not care, I guess. We were making our fist-greeting, when I started to talk.

"Bro, I have met a ginger girl, named Mohn today. She just moved here, i think." i said, litting my first cigarette of the day. Something encouraged me to say her real hair colour, her real name and to be unsure about her. I do not want to share my happiness with everyone.

"Her name is Mohn? Shut the fuck up, bro. And yes, I have heard of her, Noora is giving her a tour of school on the first day of it. She is from Siria or something like that"

"Serbia." I said.
"Yeah, that, whatever. Hopefully she will not bother us."
"Why would she bother us anyways? She is new, give her a chance."
"Chill boy. Oh,someone likes her. Do not make her groan too much"

I was laughing really hard at this because I know he is just messing with me, but something inside me tickles when he mentioned her.

what was that feeling?

As we were having fun, I did not realize it was already 9.30 p.m.

"Yo, guys, I have to go home. Doing something for my mom. See ya tomorrow!" I said, while i was smoking last cigarette.

I was passing by Evas house and I saw someone sitting on the ground of the house entrance.

"Eva?"
"Oh,hi Chris." I think she was wipping her tears away.
"What is wrong? Did something happen to you?"
"No, they are just fitting and I can not take it anymore.

Oh, tell me about it.

"Do you want to go for a walk, if it is not too cold for you?" I suggested, as my voice was little nervous.
"Please."

We walked for hours, I think. I did not know for how long and, honestly, I did not care. I felt like nothing before.

Her favourite ice cream flavour is vanilla. Her favourite book is "Harry Potter" and she is in Slytherin. I think I am going to marry her when she said that. Her favourite colour is orange. She is pretty sarcastic. Her favourite meal are pancackes.All i was thinking about how perfect she is with her green-blueish eyes. Oh my God

"Do you want to come to my house tomorrow? She said when we were in front of her house
"Sure, If u do not mind. I can make you pancakes."



She blushed. And then, out of nowhere, she kissed me on the cheek, but if u ask me, it was pretty close to lips.

"See you tomorrow, chestnut!" SHe said and from that moment I was in love

But, was that possible?
A fuckboy into something beautiful like that?

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