My Invisible Boyfriend

My Invisible Boyfriend

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I hear the footsteps moving further and further back,walking towards the window. I quickly run and jump in the direction of the last place I heard the noise. Ouch, that hurt. Wait a minute. I feel around me for a second, grabbing an arm. Am I on top of a boy? I move my way up to what I think is a neck and feel a face. It feels like a boy. "Pwooh," the boy or thing or whatever it is says,"Get off of me! " "No, not until you tell me who you are? And answer a few of my other questions!" "My name is Nick." "What?!" I say shocked, getting up and staring at the empty space where the body should be? "Are you invisible? And were you watching me while I was changing into April's pajamas? " "No, I'm just wearing a camo suit, " he says in a sarcastic tone, ignoring my other question making me blush. "But how ar- ," I begin, but am cut off by the sound if him getting up and sprinting​ out of April's room. Dang it! That butt! I still had some questions to ask.
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