Dearly Beloved

-->Eleven

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Monday is quickly approaching. And I'm as excited as I've never been to attend school.

I'm excited to see your face.
To talk to you.
To admire you.

My mind has been going crazy thinking about our "date".

The girl's comment made my thoughts roam to different places.

How could something so simple have such an effect on me?

And I realized.
How lucky was I?
She gave up on you and you seemed to have thought about me.
Why was that?
Were you having feelings for me?

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I woke up with excitement.

I had breakfast. I had guts to. Mom had to think something was wrong. She said nothing though.

She smiled.
That was a definite plus.

The day before she mentioned she liked you.
She said you seemed simple.
You seemed kind.
That made me smile bright.

School.
The place where you can see everything, from an act of kindness to an act of brutality.

Today I hoped to see an act of love.

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English class came by.
You smiled as I approached my seat. I smiled back. Someone who didn't seem very happy was Ana.

She gave me the evil stare she only gives someone who she wants to hurt.

I became her victim in the moment.

I took a seat. Miss Roesch spoke about poetry. Had she known the number of poems I had of you.

I hated the fact that every thing I said or heard or did, my mind went to you as if by instinct.

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You touched my hair and I got the chills. Goosebumps appeared on my skin.

You laughed.

Ana turned to me with a furious face and said Do you honestly think he would ever fall for you? He wouldn't. You're not even pretty! Look at yourself you're not even happy with yourself. You're big. You don't belong here. Back away from him!

Tears threatened to erupted my eyes. And soon I couldn't contain myself. I got up and gathered my things.

I couldn't even look at you.
You probably couldn't either.

When I turned you stopped me. I looked at you and said please, she's right. Please let me go.

No she's wrong. You are so beautiful. Who cares what Ana thinks she's a selfish hypocrite. She's only taught me to love you more.

No Max-

No Ezzy I-I think I'm falling I'm falling for you.

No you're hallucinating-

I am not! I'm being honest. Ezzy, you're so different. You're simple. You're nice. You're patient. You're everything I couldn't ever find.

I turned to a class staring at us. Suddenly I felt a warm feeling on my lips. An explosion of electricity was felt in my stomach. And I felt myself closing my eyes and returning the feeling. I felt my lips moving. Maybe voluntarily but at the moment I didn't care.

And the only question running through my mind was

What's next?

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