"Later Edward," Jessica-the-Skank calls, smiling apparently in a seductive way; she looks like a dying fish, but rather than say that, I just smile tightly and wave.

I look around the room, my eyes catching the sight of a girl standing all alone.

She's looking down at her books, earplugs in her ear.

The next thing I know, she's looking at me.

If I thought looking at her when she wasn't paying attention was captivating, then it's nothing to this.

Her button nose, full lips, and heart shaped face – not to mention her deep, brown eyes – enrapture me.

I'm stuck.


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