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I wake up the next morning to you turned towards me smiling. "Good morning sleepy head." you said in a soft spoken voice.

I smiled.

"Breakfast?"

"Sure."

We walked downstairs to eat breakfast that her mom had made. We all sat down.

Your mom started a conversation. "So did you guys have fun? What did you do?"

"We watched a lot of movies and talked."

"Sounds like fun."

"It was. I mean, you thought it was fun, right?" you say looking at me.

I nodded.

"So you don't like talking huh?" your mom says to me.

I shrugged.

The rest of breakfast was silent. I think your mom figured that she should stop questioning me, because I wasn't going to answer.

After we ate, we went downtown. We walked around for awhile.

"You want to go to the movies?"

"Sure."

"You say sure to a lot of things don't you?"

I shrugged.

We walked to the movies, which was only about 3 blocks away.

"Horror movie?"

I nodded.

We got our tickets, popcorn, candy, and drinks.

We sat down in the back row, the movie theater had barely any people in it. I kept thinking about you. I didn't know if I liked you or not. I always tried to deny it, cause I was never sure if I did or not. I don't know.

About half way through the movie, you put your hand on mine. I didn't know what this meant. I think you were just being friendly, I was too nervous to do anything anyway. Then, you put your head on my shoulder. I put my head on yours.

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