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Jonathan when you two are out in the woods arguing about the fact that you mention that you believe that he doesn't like you. You just got the vibe that he didn't enjoy your company, but you would ignore it and just carry on talking to him and pretend like you didn't have a problem with him, like he did you, but you know that he does. One day, you can't take it anymore, as you see him give you a look, a nasty look and you let all your frustration out.
"I know that you don't like me Jonathan." I state, knowingly as I begin to walk ahead of him, the only sound that could be heard was the crunch of the leaves on the floor in time with our footsteps, until I hear his stop.
I turn around to hear what he had to say, thinking that it would be some stupid excuse just to prevent an argument and to stop a conflict from forming.
"I don't like most people - I've just been skeptical with you because there's nothing I don't like about you... you're too good to be true." He answers, raising his voice loudly so that I can hear from his distance away from me, "just... I don't like expressing my feelings, ok?"
"Don't lie to me."
"Why would I lie? You're cool, and unique, and a lot of people might not want to be friends with you because you're different. But I would rather be friends with you than anyone else - we're freaks together."
