Eyes meet

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As i walked into class our eyes meet, but im sure it meant something different to you than it did to me. "Hey, the names Jones are you new" you had asked me as i chose the desk next to your upon entering first period history. "Yah...im Ashton", "Nice to meet you Ashton..may i call you Ash". I had never been given a nickname but it didn't bother me much. "Sure" i said with a smile. Then class started and you turned away from me to open your history book. Once the bell rang i knew it was time for lunch and you looked up from your paper and at me with a smile, "Hey ash why don't i show you to the cafeteria and we can sit together at lunch". I nodded in agreement. We sat down and you started to speak, "Hey i know how hard it is as a new kid, so that's why im glad to be your new friend youll be good with me" Friends,  i guess that's what normal boys should be together.... 'Friends' rolled over in my mind. I just smile and nodded as i pulled out an apple from my bag to eat. My first day and i met you, but what i was feeling inside didn't sound like it matched the word friends...i don't understand.

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