"um hi"

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I look back at the blonde headed boy through the windshield. As he gets out of the vehicle, I start to grab stuff to make myself look like I was actually doing something. That's when almost everything I'm holding falls out of my arms. Out of the corner of my eye, i can see the boy running my way. "No it's fine, trust me, i got it... uh" i notice that i'm starting to ramble so i just decided to stop talking in general. I look up at the boy, "hey" he says "you sure you don't need any help?". I draw a blank as i look at him, 'he's just so beautiful' is all i could think. "um thanks" the boy says before he chuckles a bit. 'Crap i said that out loud'. "Um hi... sorry about that, it's been a long day, you know?" "yeah, i guess i do" he says before he chuckles again. God, i love that little chuckle. "So, do you need any help bringing this stuff in your house" he offers before i graciously take it. I know that i'm being an awkward mess, but i will die if i have to bring all of this stuff inside by myself, considering i don't see my father anywhere.

 "Just put that box right there." I say referring to the kitchen table. " You got it." he says in response . "So..." i say just to really keep the awkward air there i guess. "Do you need help with anything else?". I started to think, and i thought about the three boxes i forgot about that still need to go up to my room. "um... yes actually i still have a few boxes that need to go up to my room, and then that should be it." i say hoping it's no trouble even though he seems really satisfied with the idea of helping me. "Yeah, i can do that." he says with a small smile. "Thank you so much!"

As we find our way up to my room with the few boxes that we had left, The tension kind of seems to be clearing. Not as fast as possible, but slowly and tolerable.  When we get there, he looks around in awe. I usually would be offended, but this is usually how people look when they see how different my room is then most peoples. "Hey, your room is right across from mine!" He says, more like yells. "Wait, really?" I look out the window and see a room covered in posters. I thought that this was really ironic, i mean, what are the chances? After we talk for a while about the posters on his walls and about a lot of different things, we say our goodbyes. I walk him to the door and wave as i watch him walk to the house right next door. That's when i realize that i didn't even ask for his name.

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