Boring Romance
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Last published Sat, May 24, 2014
I apologize for the bad grammar and repeat words. Also I may have gotten a couple character names mixed up with each other. I will fix the errors eventually. Not that it matters. No one cares about this story, but me.
"Zach?" she asked, "I think I like you." She said it as if questioning herself. "There's something about you that I can't quite put my finger on." I didn't move and kept staring at my hands. "I don't know how you feel, but I would really like to spend more time with you." Why would she want that? I can't let her get too close. She'd end up hating me. I know it for a fact because I know who I am. "Will you look at me?" she asked.
My eyes traveled from the table up to her gorgeous face. She was looking at me as if searching for an answer. I didn't have an answer. Why would she say that to me when she has Corey? I thought and thought. Words were running through my head, but nothing would come out. Finally I was able to say the most minuscule of words. "I... I..." I shook my head then said, "I'm sorry" I got up from the table and rushed away from her.
As I was leaving my shoulder hit one of the bookshelves and a book fell to the floor. I didn't bother picking it up. I was so embarrassed. I left the library and headed down the hallway. My shoulders slumped and my eyes watching my feet. I was so angry with myself.
Just then I heard her calling my name. "Zach! Hold on!" she called. I kept walking. There was no way I was going to face her. I heard her footsteps quickly approach me. I couldn't stop her. There was a part that didn't want to. Her hand grabbed my shoulder. "Hey. Why'd you leave?"
I turned to face her. "I don't know. Just leave me alone, please." I said.
"No! I'm not going to leave you alone. You have to talk to me." she said.
"No I don't!" I said then shook her hand off my shoulder.
"Why are you like that? Why do always push people away? I want to help you. I want to know you." she said.
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