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the blonde stood at his locker, turning his combination to get out his mathematics book for his next class when he felt a tap on his shoulder.

"jasmine?" he practically whimpered.

why did she come up to me? he thought, dazed by the fact she had been the one to come up to him.

"please just stop, ok?" she whispered. "i dont want anything to do with you."

those words stung and made him want to run away. run home and just sleep.

sleep for eternity. 

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