Entry Fourty-Five
12/18 cont.
It's last period. I'm so fucking nervous. What am I supposed to say exactly? How am I supposed to say it? I was sweating like crazy and paying no attention whatsoever to he lesson in class. I was too busy focusing on you. Hell, you were always my main focus. You were always on my mind.
The bell rang. It was time.
I went to your usual hang out after school and there you were. As casual, you were leaning against the tree while staring up at the sky, one foot olanyrd on the ground while the other rested against the tree.
You felt my stare and looked over at me in a matter of seconds.
I felt like disappearing right there.
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