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He sat there just staring. His green eyes wondering the people next him. his blue hair falling out of place covering his eyes. His lips dry formed in a frown. I wonder what he's thinking about. I'm not paying attention to my friends at the table i'm zoning out into his eyes trying to read him, but they look like they are going to cry.
He's holding back something but what. He looks my way I turn my head hoping he didn't see me staring. I heard a chair pull out. "Shit" I murmerd to myself he saw me. I hear footsteps not to far I close my eyes and wish they wont stop but my wish didn't come true. They stop and so does my heart I stare down at the table glance to the left side.
I see a pair of adidas sandals taping as the blue jeans sway with the movement. I sigh as i'm relived its not him its Chris. I look up to see his Fozzy t-shirt as he gets a grin on his face as he sees me lift my head up. He pulls out a chair and sits next to me. I give him a little smile.
He puts his arm around Steph his girlfriend of two years. I hear the group get into anther conversation as I glance over to the table he's sitting at.
He wasn't there he must have left while Chris came over. I wonder where he went. I want to go search but I don't want people to know my true feeling for Jeff Hardy.
I loose my train of thought as I hear my name being called. I look over and see Amy waving her hands in my face trying to get my attention. I hear her say my name one last time "Trish" she sighed
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