Missing Letters | Enoch O'Connor
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Enoch's POV:
I watched as she laid on her side in the grass, her long brown hair spread across the lawn.
She fiddled with her hands for a moment, then she paused and in one swift motion she extended her arm and picked a flower.
She groaned in frustration, rolled to her stomach and looked up at me with narrowed eyes.
She huffed "can you stop staring at me God, your so embarrassing." She said then smiled
I choked up "in your dreams Ackers." I replied and shoved her, She rolled onto her back and threw her arms into the air with frustration.
Then someone started to run over, a boy "Hey-Hey!" He screamed, I rolled my eyes. Victor.
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