Bus Stops and Coffee

Bus Stops and Coffee

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"I hate coffee." I tell him. "Hate is such a strong word." he claims. I roll my eyes. "Fine. I have a strong dislike for coffee. Better?" "Still bad but yes." he answered. "I tasted it before and I don't like the taste." I explained as I looked in my cup. "Maybe that's because you haven't tasted it like this." he said. "Like wha-" I didn't get to finish my sentence because suddenly his lips were on mine.
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Short story kinda long chapters . Just a quick warning, I promise you it's not what it seems, the plot twist is something you will never imagine, I want to see you try and guess what will happen , no cheating. Try to guess , I promise you you'll never be able to predict what happens. ___________________________________________ ↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓ When you're a kid normally you'd have a childhood best friend, or a childhood girlfriend or boyfriend or just a childhood friend. But my childhood was different, cause unlike most people I had a childhood enemy, rival. Yeah.... I wish I was kidding but I'm not . Ever since I learned how to walk and talk I was taught to hate this one guy , Damian.

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