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I adopt his aloof posture Watch clouds roll over the skylight Watch the wavy lines of the pool bounce off the sliding glass door Watch a dozen people turn their attention to me

Deep breath Slow exhale "Truth"

His blue eyes sparkle as his sin?"

My cheeks flush

My chest too

Fuck Dean

He must know I am

Everyone at school knows

I' in her sketchbook

Guys aren't interested

Not that any guys appeal The guy who tortures me is the only one I want

Why am I here?

I step backwards Dig my heel into the soft carpet My instincts scream leave, but I can't do that

I'm not embarrassed of my inexperience

I' him rattle me