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parker 

the bottle landing on isaiah was a blessing.

i liked him. god did i like him. 

i liked him in that head reeling, heart pounding, stomach fluttering kind of way. i liked him to the point where i didn't even notice that i was leaning in for a second kiss. he pulled away before i could with dark red blooming across his brown cheeks. 

"damn park. i knew zay went for guys. didn't know you were in the same boat."

"i don't discriminate." 

i watched the rest of the party go by, drowning in the feeling in my chest that was burning with a new determination. i caught him when he was leaving. i might not have kissed him the second time in the circle. 

but i sure as hell did as we stood outside the house party. 

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