The Encounter

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I got dressed ready to go to school. I remembered how pink and mesmerizing Dylan's lips were. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, my lips didn't look pink at all they look more like a dead pink. I scowled at myself.

I slowly walked over to my mom's room. She had a lot of lipsticks on top of her dresser. I decided I should just put on a little of this natural pink color that matched my skin tone. I don't think anyone will notice if I put on only a little, right?

"Andrea let's go!" my mom yelled at me.

"Coming!" I yelled back.

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I walked casually over to Sarah who was waiting by my locker.

"Hey." she said.

"Hey." I replied back.

I glanced over at Dylan's locker. He wasn't there. I felt disconsolate. Did I do something wrong to push him away?

"Andrea, are you going to class?" Sarah said pulling me from my thoughts.

"You go ahead I'll be there in a few."

"Okay."

The hallway was empty. There was no one there but me. I didn't want to go to class I wanted to think more to myself, I wanted to be alone. Suddenly I heard footsteps. I spun around to see who it was but there was no one there. I turned back to my locker. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped, I was to scared to even look so I just threw my arms at the person.

"Whoa. Whoa. Chill," they said grabbing both of my arms.

I opened my eyes and saw who it was. It was Dylan.

"Oh my god, what is the deal with everyone scaring me!" I said angrily.

I didn't want to yell at Dylan I was actually happy to see him.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you," Dylan said putting his hand inside his leather jacket.

"Well you did, but it's okay."

We stared at each other for a few seconds. This really wasn't the first impression I wanted to make with Dylan.

"Why are you here?"

"I was just about to ask you the same thing Andrea."

"How do you know my name? If I didn't know any better I'd say you were stalking me," I said smiling.

He laughed. "No, I just wanted to know your name and also I wanted to talk to you. To get to know you better."

"Right. I wanted the same thing, Dylan."

"How do you know my name? We haven't met before. If I didn't know any better I'd say you were stalking me," Dylan said laughing.

I laughed too. "No, I just wanted to get to know you better."

"Then let's get to know each other better."

"Wait, so what are you actually saying?"

"Let's get out of here, Andrea."

I froze. I knew that if I left school right now my mom would kill me, but going somewhere with Dylan seemed like a better idea. I might not get this opportunity again.

"Okay then. Where to?"

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