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There's Always Highschool

I see him looking at me like he wants me,
then when I talk to him, he plays it cool like we are just friends. Flirty. Laughs at every move I make, what the hell is so funny about my actions? Does he think I’m cute or is he laughing at me? If only we had a closer relationship, I would be able to know these things, and when I get too close and try to find them out he shoots me down, I can’t have that agian. How can I get through this kid’s head? Oh well, it’s too late to try now, it’s the end of the year and he’s probally not going to stay here this summer, I should forget about it now. There’s always highschool, maybe he’ll mature.

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