Eighth

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Antony and I had band practice. As usual we were the only two left. Only this time it was beyond awkward.
I put up my things. He speaks, "So why did you do it?" He asked. I turn to look at him.
"Do what?"
"Geo. Why did you kiss him? I know you don't like that pervert. Unless you do which is ok too I guess." He shrugs. Acting as if it doesn't bother him.

Because I thought he was you.

"Because I was drunk and thought he was some cute guy." I shrugged.
Antony nods his head.
"Were you thinking of me?" He joked, I think.
"No you doof."
Yes you dork.
"You sure?"
"Yes."
Absolutely not
He smiles. That stupid smile.
"Are you still mad?" I asked.
"I was not mad, but no I'm not still mad. Is what I would say if I was mad. But I wasn't." He smiles. Knowing him he just wanted to confuse me.
"Good to know." I smile back.

I always smile back

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