Dancing With Olivia

thirty-eight

as we walked through

the school halls the next day,

we received several stares,

and our peers whispered

without a care that we might hear.

i looked down at olivia.

she was blushing,

but not in a good way.

"liv," i said softly, "are you okay?"

she didn't respond.

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A/N

I adore all of you.

Love always,
Abee