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It said,

"I missed you."

I never remembered having feelings for Mario. All we were was friends. It never seemed like he thought any different either. Today though, it was different.
Very different.

I threw my arm onto the alarm to avoid that awful beeping. Ugh, school. I hated it. I mean, it's full of stress. Here I was waking up at 6:00 a.m on a Monday. Monday I repeat. Why does school have to be on Mondays?

I stumbled down the hallway, towards the kitchen. Reached for my oatmeal, and then my phone starting ringing all the way in my room. I stumbled back down the hallway, because I didn't care who it was. I must've been really slow, because

"Missed Call from Mario." Was written on my lock screen. Great. I just had to move like a turtle. I wondered what he wanted at 6:00 in the morning. I mean, what if I was still sleeping.

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