You punched Archer in the face.
Not giving a shit what would happen to your popularity after. All that mattered was if she was okay.
The two of you sat against the lockers. Eating your sandwiches.
You held her hand in yours. It felt so perfect.
And you smiled.
So did she
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Short Story"I'm happy because there's already so much hate in the world. If I can make the world just a little bit happier with just a smile, I will do it."
