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I haven't gotten the well deserved sleep I need. I pulled my phone out and logged into kik. I quickly searched for his username there and instantly noticed that his display photo was a black grand piano. I sighed looking at it, I was expecting his display photo was a picture of himself. At least I'd know how he looks like. Then I stared at my own display photo which was a picture of me. I think it's unfair if he'll see my face and I won't see his. So I hurriedly changed my display photo into a picture of a cute kitten.

Her text alone made me smile a little. "Hi, Nina, I am so happy you added me here," I replied to her. I saw another text message from someone else and after opening the person's profile I found it was from Rohan. Like a macho guy he pretended to be always, his text only said. Rohan: Accept my Friend request, Jacqueline. 'Should I accept it? I guess we are not exactly enemies. And he is good to me. So I should, right?' Jacqueline: Why?

Once there, he takes a picture of a big tree and I take a picture of a very pretty yellow flower which I don't know the name of. "We put Red and Blue as nicknames?" I ask. "It's a bit too obvious, isn't it? Other people will see our profiles, they don't need to know which pack we are from." "That's right. But I don't have much of an idea." "I do." He taps on his phone then snatches mine out of my hand. He taps for a moment and then gives it back to me. "Sapphire?" "Yes, it's blue." I get a message on the app.

I tried to search for him on f******k but nothing came up. I also tried on I*******m and luckily I found his account. It's a private one. I tapped the follow button to send a follow request, well I want to be friends with him. Her i*******m icon is so cute. That's probably his graduation photo when he was a child. After three minutes he accepted and followed me back. I smiled. So he’s active on the i*. I saw his photos, only a few pictures were posted on his account. In all of his pictures, his eyes are what really grabs my attention. His eyes are really expressive.

But first, Sophia took a faw salfias and postad it on har Facabook. Sha smilad brightly for tha photo, and har braids lookad cutar than avar. Sophia was in har prima aftar all, so thara was no naad to turn on any filtars, for sha was naturally baautiful. Sha starad at har photo for a momant bafora turning it off. Tha photo was postad daspita har knowing nobody would saa it, for sha didn’t hava a friand list anyway. All tha paopla on har friand list wara tha Constancas, though sha wondarad if thay had unfriandad har.

I asked as I followed in his footsteps. As we were walking other people were staring at us. I hope they don't look at me and think that I'm here and another man is with me. I even noticed that Finn is also famous on friendsbuck and there is a possibility that he also has fans that can secretly take a photo of us and spreads online.

“You have a fiancé. You have a wedding planned. You have families celebrating you. And you're standing here telling me that you can't ignore a bond?” “Yes.” “That's selfish.” “I know.” The admission caught Jamie off guard. Ryan stepped closer. “But I don't know what you want me to do.” “Leave me alone.” “I can't.” “You can.” “I can't.” “Then learn.” Ryan's eyes darkened. “Jamie.” “No.” Jamie pointed toward the parking lot. “You need to go.” Ryan didn't move. “Ethan is my best friend.” “I know.” “He's the person who saved me.” “I know.”

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Deep dimples. I continued stalking until I saw a familiar photo. I saw him he was with my friend, Gedie. I remember Gedie borrowed my laptop to edit their photo on photoshop. Am I right? This is Gedie’s long time crush since they were Grade 4? I took a screenshot of the profile and I send it to Gedie “Look at this girl!” Gedie: What’s that?! Why he added you?! Me: I don’t even know! Hahaha! Should I accept him? Don’t be jealous!

Surprised but touched I agreed and he told me he would be up momentarily. Starting up the stairs I paused and called out for him. “Jaxon, how do I make it so I'm not matched with another?” Grinning slightly he explained, “Log in to your student account and scroll through the menu to options. There's a mate section listed. Use your welcome pamphlet. It explains how to opt out of further matches. Confused, I eyed him strangely. “You did it when we first matched?” Eyeing me warily he nodded and admitted that he was having a hard time with Aiden and didn't want another guy added.