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~Zander~

The way her hair waves and shines makes her look majestic. Like a dove flying through the air. Her eyes- NO!

I chuck the paper into the trash, which was overfilling now. Oh who am I kidding? I'll never get the girl of my dreams. She's to pretty, to girly, to geeky, to athletic. Me? I'm just plain ol' Zander, curly-haired, funny, and insane. I tried yesterday, it... well.. didn't go to great.

It went kind of like this: *Knocks on door* Leans against door frame, smiles like an idiot. *Girl answers door*

"Hi, Zander." She says. I nod my head and say,

"Sup guuurl" she giggles and blushes. I smack me forehead mentally.

"Come in." She gestures into her dorm. I walk in and stumble on something, and land flat on my face.

"Fuck," I curse " I mean...." I scratch the back of my head. She laughs again. After about two hours of video game talk I decide to leave. So socially awkward. I say as I leave.

But before I go, she grabs my hand and kisses my cheek. I blush like crazy.

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