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Ongoing, First published Mar 16, 2017
Vi satt på lektionen och pratade med varandra. Jag kunde inte riktigt släppa blicken ifrån S då han hade så fina ögon. 
Jag vet inte vad det är men han får mig att bli varm i hela kroppen. Tiden går och lektionen slutar. Hans parfym får mig att bli alldeles till mig när jag går förbi honom och ut genom dörren. 
Moritz och jag har lunch så vi går ner till skolgården och möter upp Elsa och Amanda som står ivirigt och väntar. Vi beslutar som vanligt att inte äta i Bamba då jag avskyr det! Usch och fy. 
" Blir det Monaco idag? " frågar Elsa medans vi går förbi Sideroad. Jag ringer upp William och ber honom möta oss där. Vi sätter oss vid ett bord och väntar på våran beställning. William flyger in genom dörren och slår sig ner bredvid oss. 
William och Elsa håller typ på. Dock har han drivit med henne ett antal gånger så hon borde egentligen vara mer off mot honom men hon faller för honom om och om igen. 
William är min bästis. Han är dock oftast väldigt taskig mot andra även mot mig med men på något sätt finner jag honom rolig. Amanda har dock ganska svårt för honom och han känner detsamma. Han har blondt prinshår dock döljer han det med en o annan keps. Han har så som sebbe och de andra väldigt fina kläder. 
Maten kommer in och vi hugger in på pommestallrikarna.
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