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It wasn't what everyone had expected.
No one saw this coming; even he was surprised when she asked him.
They walked hand in hand, though his face was a mixture of embarrassment and another emotion, she in the meanwhile was grinning like an idiot.
It wasn't what everyone had expected.
They all thought I would end up with her.
I mean, opposites attract, right?
Apparently not.
When she told me, I think I smiled, I'm not sure.
She just babbled on about their first date in our world.
Why didn't she notice?
I was always right next to her.
Always dissing her drawings and arguing with her.
But she chose him.
Didn't he already have that other girl?
The one with the bun?
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I was happy on Saturday.
She came to me that day.
They had a fight.
I didn't take it seriously.
They'd make up soon anyway.
When she told me what it was about though, I was surprised.
He told her that she spent too much time with me.
I scoffed and ruffled her black hair calling her a midget, inwardly though, I was glad.
That should teach him not to mess with my property.
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I saw them at the mall.
She asked him to come away with her.
Obviously, I followed them.
I could see her tiny body shaking, fighting the urge to run and comfort her, I stood still and watched.
Maybe he was letting her down.
Then she lunged forward and hugged him.
I think he spotted me.
Because he shot me a smirk and clutched her tighter.
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I stood at the airport.
That busty brunette is back.
She hugged us all, giving me the biggest, I patted her back awkwardly while trying to unsuccessfully edge away.
I turned my head to the side to see if she noticed.
She didn't.
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I'm failing.
My grades are dropping.
While my father is over the moon, my friends are disappointed.
I don't care.
She barely ever comes anymore.
She's always spending her time with him in their world.
I ask if she could visit more.
She laughs and pats me on the back.
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I went to the park today.
He was walking with the girl with the bun.
I brought my camera with me.
He isn't good for her.
To my disappointment, the bun haired girl is still pining over her former captain.
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I was packing my bag for a meaningless sleepover with the muscular one and the smart guy.
My sister asked me if I was alright.
I grinned and made a joke.
My sister didn't laugh.
She gave me a look and walked away.
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It's my birthday today.
She finally came.
I wanted to give her a hug.
When was the last time I saw her?
Days, weeks, months, years?
But I didn't.
I just smiled at her.
I thought she looked disappointed.
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I moved out.
An empty apartment in the city.
My father hugged me and told me to find a girl.
I didn't tell him I already had.
She was there again.
But all she did was laugh and pat me on the back.
The same thing she did when I asked her if she could visit more.
…
I saw a girl walking down the street.
She had purple hair and a red ribbon.
That girl looked vaguely familiar.
She still hasn't visited.
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I was having a drink with the busty brunette.
She was far too drunk and getting tipsy.
I hadn't even finished my first glass.
She said that she and him were engaged.
I clenched my fists.
…
I met him today.
We were at her brother's mansion.
I said some harsh things.
And she heard me.
I ran as fast as I could out of there.
But I still saw her tears.
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I applied for college.
My sister told me to get a better education.
She said it was what mom would've wanted.
That hurt.
Am I failing that badly?
All I know is that…
She no longer cares about anyone in this world.
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I was visiting my hometown.
She finally came.
She asked me why I hated him so much.
Because he took you away from me!
Because I would have you if he hadn't interfered!
But I didn't say that.
I told her I didn't hate him.
She let out a relieved smile and punched me playfully.
And then she gave me a wave and walked into the gate.
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I had a dream.
She had a collar on and was standing obediently beside a man.
Was it him?
He had control of her even in my dreams?
The man then turned around.
It wasn't him.
It was me.
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I woke up in cold sweat.
Was that my desire?
To be with her?
To make her fall in love with me?
…
I got a letter.
It was from her and him.
It was a wedding invitation.
I felt everything slip away from me.
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I was sitting on a chair.
She was dressed in white.
I could see my friends crying, well the busty brunette anyway.
He was dressed in black that contrasted with his white hair.
He was smiling and holding his hand out.
Her brother pulled her hand from his and placed it on his.
No words were exchanged.
A single tear slid down my face as they locked lips passionately.
The crowd cheered.
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I hadn't seen my family for a year.
My sisters gave me hugs while my father kicked me.
I didn't block it.
I wanted to feel pain.
They all watched in shock as I fell backwards.
Into the buffet table.
She gave me a worried look.
Why did she care?
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I was on the phone with her.
She was talking about a job he got in our world and how they would be moving here.
So she could see me more.
I felt as if she was avoiding something.
I told her to spit it out.
She told me she was pregnant.
The phone dropped to the ground.
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It's been years.
Her kids have grown.
I never married.
We never talk anymore.
I'm sure she forgot about everything we've gone through.
They walked hand in hand.
Both with a wide grin on their faces.
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