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I have it pictured in my mind exactly what I would do when I see you again.

Perhaps It'll happen like this.

I'll be walking down the hall with one of my guy friends and I'll see you coming near me.

"Bro, can you do me a favor?"

"Huh?"

"Can you hold my hand?"

"What, why?"

"I'll explain in a minute."

So, I grab his hand before he can say anything else.

I'm swinging his hand back and forth like a swing and then I go for the real stinger.

I kiss his lips.

And then you walk by a few feet away but close enough to see and walk away as fast as you can.

Ha, it feels good doesn't it. I could have given you the sky, but that wasn't good enough was it?

"Um, Hannah what was that for?"

He's looking at me confused and maybe a bit happy about it.

"Oh, I see.  That's why that guy walked away so fast.

You two... Well never mind."

"Never mind what?"

"I won't say it Hannah. I get it. You want to make him jealous."

"Well. I wouldn't put it that way."

"I would. It's almost like he loves you. Um. I mean well he likes you and doesn't know what to do."

"Huh?"

"Don't worry about it. I get it Dude."

Why does he always call me dude?

Then he winked and went to class.