Broken Hearted

Broken Hearted

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I was living the happiest life any teenage girl could be living. I had an amazing boyfriend and we did everything together. But recently we have been getting into many arguments about stupid things and sometimes he just wouldn't answer my texts back. He told me it would be a good idea if we met up at Starbucks so we could talk and I agreed. I was really excited but anxious at the same time because I didn't know what he wanted to talk about. Like usual I wanted to dress to impress and I did. I wore a cute skater skirt with a crop that said "pretty please" with my favorite black converse. As I headed there I thought of things I should tell and things he would tell me. I was just really worried because I was thinking that this wasn't going to end well. As soon as I sat at the table the last five words I ever wanted to hear from his mouth came out and all I could do was sit in complete shock. "I want to break up".
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"You dropped this." I heard a husky voice say. I turned around to look at what I dropped and realized it was my schedule. I gasped. Damn, I would have been fucked if I'd lost it. I guess I didn't put it in my bag... I looked up to thank him, but ended up not being able to find my voice. He's really attractive. Drop dead gorgeous attractive. Hot. He has brown hair that is spiked up in a messy way and shiny chocolate brown eyes that are hard not to stare at. His jawline was firm and he is extremely tall compared to my 5'3" height; he seems like he's 6'1". He looks in good shape -- the white shirt he was wearing showed off his broad muscular chest. He wore a leather-mans jacket from the school over the t-shirt, with black denim jeans, and converse. I swallowed. I snapped out of it and took the paper forcing myself to say "thanks." However, he walked away before I even finished. OK... he obviously isn't interested in the 'new girl' like all the other students are. I can't help but feel a bit disappointed. Out of all the guys that have hit on me in school today he is the only one that has caught my eye -- bad news is that he didn't even bother. "You know him? I'm surprised the cheer-bitch hasn't threatened you yet." Jessica said, her face showing shock. "Um, no I don't know him... and cheer-bitch?" I frowned confused. "She's his ex-girlfriend, but considering she has such a small brain that is a size of a peanut, she won't leave him alone. I mean like seriously, EX; has she not heard of that quote, 'Thanks for the EXperience, Our time has EXpired, now EXit my life.' She is one clueless bimbo. Then again who would leave him alone he is S-E-X-Y!" I laughed. "I am going to love being your friend." I said while I looked back to where he had headed a while ago, but I no longer saw him. I sighed disappointed.

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