Perfection
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Last published Tue, Feb 25, 2014
I smiled as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I'm so glad I had a chance to come to the school dance. I'd been hoping I would get a date, but I never expected it to be Nick Mannings. This is the time of my life. This is so overwhelming. I stared into his dark green eyes, as he stared into my bright blue eyes. I leaned my head to his shoulder. I never thought he would be like this. I had seen him around school but never dreamed I would ever end up like this. Every thing was racing through my mind. My heart was beating like a bird's wings He lifted my face and said "I love you." Before I could even say anything, he stopped me with a kiss. My mind says " I love you too. You're so perfect. How could you love me? You're perfection..."
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