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badboy friendstolovers highschool love photography teen

"omg, I'm so sorry!" I say quite embarrassed looking down. 

"hahah, it's okay" I hear him say. He has a deep voice. I could tell it was a guy.

Why did this happen?! I just wanted to take some pictures and enjoy my time away from school.

 I'm quite shy, I don't have a lot of friends. only my best friend, Anna and her brother Isaac. So me being me, I'm just looking down, probably looking stupid. I go to pick up my scarf, but stopped by him.

"no, let me" he says bending down picking up my red scarf and hands it to me. "here"

I finally look up at him to see a tan, tall boy with brown, curly hair. He has brown, sparkly eyes and looks about my age. As he smiles, I see his dimples. cute. He's wearing a dark blue hoodie and a pair of black jeans. 

"thank you" I say blushing slightly as he gives me my scarf.

"no problem" he says smiling.All Rights Reserved

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