Number One

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Number One

I saw him sitting there with his hands in his deep pockets. Was wearing size 12 loose fit jeans and a t-shirt from areopostale. he was perfectly normal. yet he was different.

His shoulders tensed. as if he knew i was watching him. but no one knows im watching them. there's no way. he got up and headed straight toward's me. brushing me slightly but saying no words.

He knew. But he didn't think at all. or had any type of feeling.

There was something wrong with him.

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