Full-Time Manchester

Full-Time Manchester

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When space and time let two people met. It all started with a sentence, "No, you're my idol, you brainless baboon." Even though they met under not-so-normal circumstance. He's awed, she's distracted. He couldn't stop staring, she couldn't stop crying. He couldn't stop caring, she couldn't stop loving. "A time machine will do, somebody please invent it. Like right now." "Or maybe, you should grow some buttons, well you can't grow some balls, and face the reality. Move on, stop looking back and be happy." Let's just say through pain and sickness, they found each other. Through jobs and hobbies, they connected. Through love? "Hey author! We are not in love, yet." She said. He answered with, "Yet babe, yet." He is cocky, isn't he? Old man said, love needs time to grow. Will theirs? "You got 90 minutes to win. After the referee blew the whistle, you have to run. But before the referee blow the last whistle, you can't give up. Run after her, before you lose her completely." "I already lost her." "Do i have to buy you a freaking fake penis or balls? Because in my opinion, you ran out of balls."
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As I walk into the school, he spots me and immediately starts talking to me. I brush past him, ignoring him, but today is definitely not my lucky day... He grabs my arm firmly, stopping me, and turns me to face him. The pain on my face contorts his expression. "What's wrong, Emma? Lost your voice, lizard?" I don't look at him; my head is hung low once again. "When I'm talking, you need to look at me!" he shouts, lifting my chin so I have to meet his gaze. I look at him, but it's not with innocence; it's with anger. "Oh, look, Emma's angry, everyone!" he mocks. "Just leave me alone," I say, meeting his eyes as I pull my arm free from his grip and walk away. He stares at me, shocked, as do all the kids around us, not expecting what I just did.

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