Catching Feelings

Catching Feelings

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I have always been in love with Noah, ever since I could remember. We were never friends or anything, just we were there for each other. But I know I don't have a chance with him. All my best friends like him too, and who wouldn't love my girls? There's Amy, the hopeless romantic who has always been the popular one with cronies practically bowing at her feet. Noah is a sucker for that stuff. There's Taylor who always hangs out with the boys and plays football with them at lunch. She and Noah are really close. There's Blaire who sleeps around so often none of the boys are interested in her anymore, except Noah. Last and least; me. The nerdy, shy girl who has glasses and wears her hair in a top knot every. single. day. along with her trusty UVA sweatshirt. I never know what I'm doing, and I'm as clumsy as can be. No wonder I would think Noah would never like me. Until he moved in next door.
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I'm not your regular high school student. I'm a girl who doesn't take shit from anyone. Who has light brown hair and bright green eyes. I wear what I want to and Not what other people want me to. I'm not popular. I wear jeans and a t-shirt everyday. Along with my skate shoes. Vans or converses. Most people take the bus or car I school. I ride my skateboard. I'm me. I don't even live with my real family. I live with my stepsister, stepmom, and adoptive dad. I've never heard or seen my parents. My real ones. My stepsister is a different story than me. She has everything she ever wanted. Friends, popularity, brand name cloths, a boyfriend. Her boyfriend. Man. He's the cutest, most popular guy in school. We're Not friends at all. he doesn't even notice me, even though he's at our house all the time. Either fighting or making out with my stepsister. Will he ever notice me?

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