I texted. I called. And I get no answer. It's been three days. Maybe I should just corner her at school. Yeah, I'll do that.
I get to school and head right to where I know she'll be. I watch her walking over, nose in a book, not noticing me at all. I hate the way all the guys look at her. Don't they know she's mine?
"Alex." I say.
"Oh. Dustin... Hi."
"So, I've texted you." I say.
"I saw. Sorry I've been busy. You know work and stuff." Ouch, I guess I devisor that. But I know she doesn't work. She can't stand the idea of not reading whenever she feels like it.
"Damn. Guess I needed that."
"Yeah, you did." She's being non-social. I wonder why.
"I like your top." I say. It's dark blue, long sleeves.
"Oh. Thanks... I got to go." And with that she leaves. Just up and leaves school. How can she get away with that?
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Teen Fiction(Book 1: Don't Stop just Go) (You don't have to read them in order. It's all the same story, just from three different peoples views.) Dustin. A story of a boy who loved a girl. But life isn't easy so in the end love isn't enough.
