How We End
He said softly, a small smile playing on his lips.
I placed the book I was holding down on the table, completely engrossed in the conversation.
"When I couldn't bring myself to say anything, she spoke again, 'Are you gonna get out of the way or are you just gonna keep staring at me like a freak?'" He quoted. "I was surprised. I was in complete awe of her. Most girls in school were always just kissing my ass, throwing themselves at me or some thought I was some damaged delinquent waiting to be fixed. But she wasn't like that, she called me a dipshit and as crazy as that sounded, it made me happy."
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