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Michael Scott

She walked towards the guy she saw in the play. She stopped and stared at the impossible dream standing, talking to other fans. He turned to look at her and he smiled, and she immediately walked up to him.

"Hi."

"Hello"

"I'm Clara."

"Michael Scott, nice to meet you" he said as he shook her hand

"I saw you in the play and I thought you were so amazing! I loved your part and it was so good! You caught my eye immiediately."

"You caught my eye as well, I saw a little sparkle of inspiration in your eyes as you saw me look into them. And I knew that you are no ordinary person."

She blushed. Her heart was beating super fast and she couldn't stop thinking about Michael.

"Thanks."

"What grade are you in?"

"Believe it or not, 8th."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, really"

"Wow. You look like a sophomore."

"Thanks. What grade are you in?"

"Haha, sophomore."

"You look like a senior!"

"Is that a good thing?"

"Haha yeah! It's just when I saw you, I thought 'wow, this person cannot exist because he must be much older and smarter than I am'".

"Yeah..well when I saw you I thought that you weren't real. I thought you were a ghost of a beautiful woman who died and is coming to see me"

They talked for minutes, almost an hour until her friend Alex pulled her away from Michael.

"I'll see you next year right?" Michael asked

"Definitely" Clara said as she slowly smiled brightly

Alex pulled her away and took her to her parents car to drop Clara home.

🌸The Next Day🌸....

Clara arrives at school and talks to her friends about a guy she saw at her dream high school.

"Really? What's he like?" one of her friends asked

"Well, he was super nice! He made me feel like I already fit into the high school! And also he has glasses, now not many guys can actually pull off glasses, but he really does pull it off and it looks so good! And also he's super tall like six foot!"

"Oh my, god! That's crazy!" Another friend said

"I know! I can't believe I met him either it was all like a deep dream fantasy."

Days passed without seeing Michael and it was graduation day for Clara and her classmates. She was nervous to walk down the aisle with her assigned partner without thinking about Michael. Also she was excited because she would see him everyday when she enters her high school.

It was time. She was leading her whole group she's known since the 5th grade down a long walk towards their seats with their partners. She met her partner in the middle and they locked arms and walked down the aisle. She walked confidently with the mind of a newly born, newly created person and looked straight ahead for the future.

The graduation ceremony ended. The dance was coming up. She rode in a car with her two best friends Alex and Jade. They went inside the building and saw how amazing the teachers and student council made the cafeteria look. Clara stood and talked to her friends while other people looked at their old pictures from the past. Couples gathered to dance, friends talked, guys were actually not being stupid for once, and her group stood and watched the magic of the night pass.

"Why is a beautiful girl standing alone in a beautiful place like this?"

She felt two hands come around her hips and down to her hands and hold them tight.

"Scott?" She said nervously

She turned around and look up. It was Scott with his glasses off and his hair pulled back. His white smile revealed itself as she looked into his emerald, hazel eyes.

Her friends got startled by his presence and looked at Clara and Michael. They all smiled and left her with Scott. All her other classmates stared at them curiously. She felt like a star.

"They're all looking at you" Scott said

"No, they're looking at you, Scott"

They both smiled at each other and were in each other's arms throughout the night. As the night went on, the couple went on a one night adventure through the past.

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