He's still staring at me. Even though I was unnerved by it, deep down, I kind of liked it. I was being noticed by a boy. Not to mention, he was pretty good looking. Wait. Maybe he's staring at me because he has heard the stories. God, I hope not.
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Shit. He's coming this way! What do I do? Act normal? No! That always ends up with me looking constipated. How? You may ask. Well, even I haven't been able to figure that out yet. He's smiling at me. Or is he trying not to laugh? Ugh. Now I know what my friend meant when she said boys won't be satisfied until they confuse the frickin' donuts out of you.
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What just happened? That guy came up to me, hugged me, and just walked away leaving me dumbfounded. I wasn't even able to ask what his name was. Though, the hug did feel nice.
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I don't feel good. It feels as if I might faint. Oh god, my head aches. No no no! They are coming back. Shit! I knew I should have attended those self-defense classes. Wait, I did attend them. Huh, time to show them what I'm made of.
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I broke my hand. One of my ribs cracked. I've got this huge cut down my torso. Things didn't go well.
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'Just Hold On'
-Steve Aoki and Louis Tomlinson.