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fourteen.

14.

He looked at the other girls walking by, like he wanted them, but she just ignored it.

'It's not like we're dating,' she'd thought.

She didn't know he was picturing her hanging out with those girls, instead of himself. He liked that image better.

Those girls were always smiling and laughing. Soft, beautiful, and happy.

He was always silent and brooding.