The guy I sit next to in class

The guy I sit next to in class

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I see him in the hallway, I see him in class, we fight and yell and call each other names constantly. But every one in a while we act different. It starts with a glance. Then a word. Then somehow we kiss, but the next day it's as if amnesia kicks in to him and he forgets it all, or at-least I think he does, maybe he just ignores me. I'm not sure, but I don't care. It's not like I actually love him. Right?
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It was a normal day. I was on a bus coming home from work and then, this cute guy sat next to me on the bus. That was supposed to be it. The end. Why was I just such a freaking klutz? Things got way too complicated and I guess, dirty. Really dirty.

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