"Watch it!"
"I'm sorry! I-"
"What? Why are you staring at me like that?"
"Amber?"
"Yes. That's my name. How do you know it?"
"I...I missed you."
"Ugh, you're one of the really crazy ones."
"What are you doing here?"
"A bottle of pills and my parent's 20 years aging wine."
"No...no. I mean, people said you didn't exsist."
"Well, here I am?"
"We need to tell eveyone."
"Listen-uh?"
"Lily."
"Lily, listen. I have no idea who you are and quite frankly, don't exactly want to either."
"But we're best friends."
"Like I said, I have no idea who you are. So scurry along and watch your two left feet next time."
"But-"
"The tator totts in the cafeteria are waiting for me. Bye, Lily."
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Short StoryUnknown: Hey peaches, I'm in love. And you're the lucky winner. Love is beautiful once achieved. But is love as real as it may seem? A/N: I wrote this when I was 12. Have fun with that.
