Saying Something

Saying Something

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Prologue: "How much?" "Twenty-two fifty," the shopkeeper told the kid in front of him. The kid handed him the bills and bagged the items. "Hey boy, don't forget your change." Taking the money and mumbling a quick, 'thanks,' the kid left the shop. The shopkeeper was added to the list of people who'd been fooled by the kid's appearance. Always dressed in T-shirts and pants with sports shoes, it was no wonder she was often mistaken for a boy. Her posture, her attire, her love of sports and especially her boy cut convinced people that she could actually be a boy. Being friendly, sarcastic and smart, the tough tomboy was easy to get along with, once you knew her. Nothing could change her mind about being a tomboy. Absolutely nothing... . . . At least, that's what she thought......
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She was the outsider. The girl that sat at the back of the class and never raised her hand. The girl the sat alone at lunch because everyone thought she was weird for not speaking. She was the girl that had a million thoughts running through her head but had zero guts to say them. She was the girl you don't normally fall for but, then, she became the girl that captured the heart of the guy everyone loved. ---- "Shit, I'm sorry" A deep voice mumbled squatting down to help her up. A rough hand pulled her up and her blurry vision landed on dark eyes. She blinked a few times and her vision came back. Standing in front of her was a boy about her age. A very attractive boy. He was almost a foot taller than her 5'3 height. His black hair was slicked back and his tan skin radiated under the fluorescent school lights. Her mouth was slightly ajar as she stared at him. She hadn't realized how close she was to him until she felt his breath on her lips. She jerked away, grabbed her glasses on the floor and ran away in the opposite direction leaving the boy to furrow his eyebrows at her behavior. However, a small smirk played on his lips as he placed his hands in his jeans pockets and turned in the opposite direction. 'Stupid, Stupid, Stupid' She thought to herself.

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