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The New Kid (On Hold)

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You know when someone tells you that they know how you feel? When you know that they don't even know how shitty your feeling. Well that's how I used to feel. All the time.

 I used to put a smile on my face, even when I felt that I wanted to cry my eyes out. My friends couldn't even tell that I was faking it the whole time.

I was just a bomb, getting ready to explode. And when I exploded, nobody could stop me. Nobody at all.

That is until I met the new kid, Adam Waters. He's funny, observant, and different. He was the first person to see through my mask. He was the first person that made sure I was okay.

He was the first person that I fell in love with.


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"WAIT FOR YOU" by Atheena112218

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Like Nobody Else

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