Seventh Memory

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A girl who sits with us in geometry (we're going to call her A), was looking for something in her backpack, and she takes photography, and so she tells me to hold her camera for her while she keeps digging through her bag, and I point the camera at him as a joke, and tell him to smile, and he doesn't at first. So it ends up leading to a conversation about what makes him smile, and D (we're just calling her D), another person in our group, was like "Me" and so he said, "Yeah, D makes me smile," and then A wrapped an arm around me and she asks, "What about us, do we make you smile?" and I laughed at how playfully dramatic she was being, and then she lost balance and almost fell out of her chair, and he was trying to hold back laughter because he didn't want to smile because of us, because that was the entire point, and so he's trying to hide his smile with his hand and he turns away so that the back of his head is to me. When I pointed it out and he had even more trouble trying to hide his smile because he was so close to laughing, and it was the CUTEST thing ever. I'm skeptical he ever thinks things like that about me, but that's okay. Even if he doesn't like me, which I'm sure is the case, seeing him smile is enough.

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