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Ginny Forgot To Get His Number

I was in a daze the rest of the time I was there, thinking of nothing but, Copernius. Yeah, I like that better, but I’ll call him Copper, he seems to like that better.

“Crap!”I yelled at myself, banging my head on the steering wheel.

“I never got his number!” I yell again. I’m not used to this kind of thing, that’s Jane’s job.She’s my best friend, though we are opposites.I like to stay to my books, and normally avoid the kind of thing that just happened, and Jane is usually that one to do something like that.

But the first time I meet a hot guy, I don’t even remember to get his number.Would that be weird?Too soon? Would he think I’m a freak? I would.

I was totally out of it the rest of the night, thinking over what happened to see if there was a message or something. Nothing.Why would he want a nerd like me who tries nothing, just stays the same.I’m pathetic.

The next morning Jane shows up at my locker with a smile on her face.

“Hey, look who’s staring at you!What did you do?”

What!?

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