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Strung Rachel Van Dyken 14750K 2023-08-31

She laughed at so De eyes with azes

It wasn’t just me

And that’s what made it so hard Yes, she liked Demetri, but she was curious about me, which almost made it worse

I didn’t even realize soirl reached out and touched my arm I jumped a foot and swore

"Sorry" She s"

"Hah" I cracked a sed "I wasn’t hitting on you or anything" She blushed

I barked with laughter "Thanks for the heads up"

She blushed a deep red "I just… you looked lonely" She bit down on her lip "And there was no where else to sit"

I returned her s over et an eyeful of her goods I liked it But she wasn’t Nat

Damore like it My s to another girl?

Screw that

"Thanks for sitting by irl and stalked out of the lunchrooes Where the hell did she get off being ainst the wall and cursed, just as the lunchroo a panic-stricken Nat

My brain said ‘no’

My heart said ‘no choice’

I grabbed her froed her into the janitor’s closet Thank God it was open "Don’t’ scream," I whispered "It’s just me"

"What was that about, Nat?"

"What do you ertips

"Don’t play dumb," I said I really didn’t have the self-control to stay inside a s But we needed privacy It needed to end Now

Nat’s lower lip quivered, then she bit down on it, sucking it with her teeth She may as well have kissed e

"Don’t do that any her lip and looked up "Do what?"

"Bite your lip, it’s distracting as hell"

"Okay" It looked like she wanted to do it again, nervous habit I’m sure, one that would eventually beroaned out loud