Changing Stats.
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Ongoing9m
Last published Wed, Nov 21, 2012
He Picked up a strand of his chocolate locks, Twisting it as he focused on his work, Lips parted, Eyebrow furrowed. He looked so confused. I stopped myself from going over to him and offering my help, He had someone else for that. I tapped my pen on the table. Why was he so god damn fascinating? I don't understand. Suddenly, He dropped the twisted curl and turned to me. In a flush of embarrassment, I started scribbling on the piece of paper in front of me. I feel his eyes still lurking on me, My eyes climb up to his gaze. He looked at me curiously and I began to wonder yet again why I was so intrigued by him- Why him? Why now, After knowing the boy for six years?
Its strange how one encounter can change everything.
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