"Grace, I love you. Grace, you are my one and only. Grace, I want to kiss you right now."
None of them worked.
Simon had been trying for hours to come up with just the right words to tell Grace how he felt, but none of them felt right.
She wouldn't like him if he couldn't find the right words.
After all, he was the one who asked her to meet with him after the basketball game.
Why did he do that?
He had asked himself that question so many times, but never could come up with an answer.
Finally, the time came, and Grace was standing in front of him, more beautiful than he had ever noticed before.
He stammered,
"I, uh, you, the um, pretty love and um one kiss, I mean no, not like that... uh...-"
Great job, Simon. You really won the Pulitzer Prize on that speech.
His nonsense stuttering was cut off by nothing less than the most spectacular kiss of all time.
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