Tangled hearts Hidden scars

Tangled hearts Hidden scars

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The expression on his face made me feel as if I was wrong to say what I'd just said. I thought it was cute, or at least something he would laugh about-but he didn't. He didn't even say goodbye when he got off at his stop on the bus. I felt a bit uneasy about what was going to happen. A few minutes earlier... "Aria, stop! Why do you keep asking me questions I don't know the answers to?" Maxwell said and that is because I asked him if animals talks to each other about humans. Then I asked him which girl in our class he found attractive. He smiled and said, "You." We laughed about it because it wasn't the first time the girls in my class had asked me to get his answer, and he always said the same thing. Then he turned to me and said, "Aria, let's enjoy a quiet ride home; my head is hurting." I thought about how to tell him that Samantha liked him, so I just said, "Okay, fine-last question. Well, it's not really a question; it's more like a statement." He sighed and said, "Fine." So I said, "Sam said she likes you" All pictures used in this story are gotten from goggle or pinterest thank you
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My Teddy

The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}

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