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        "Skip class with me," he says with a twinkle in his stunning, cobalt eyes. His eyes always sparkle when he's going to do something extremely stupid. Just like me.

        Because he's fire; destructive, dangerous and volatile, and I'm electricity; free, impulsive, and rebellious, I agreed.

        There's one thing, though. Fire and electricity can't meet. On their own, they cause enough trouble. Together, they will be utter chaos.

        So instead of leaving together, we go our seperate ways. I plug into my music and I don't even stop to look where he was going.

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