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"So," I said, slightly touching her arm. I felt her freeze and I smirked."What?" She snapped, causing me to chuckle. She narrowed her eyes at me."You're cute," I teased, but I meant it.I wouldn't tell her that, though."Whatever," she scoffed, crossing her arms. She looked down, frowning a bit.My face softened as I saw her pouting. I wanted to ask what was wrong but of course, she wouldn't tell me. So I just sat there, staring at her. Her hair was mildly shiny when the sun reflected on it and I smiled a little. She looked some-what like an angel as I kept staring at her. Her tan skin made me finding myself want to touch it again but, of course... she wouldn't let me. Of course she wouldn't. Why would she? After all, I am a girl. And she is too.That shit mattered... right?…

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Laura Campbell, overall, is the definition of cool and collected. With minor anger issues. Though, sometimes, her family can drive her absolutely insane, she wouldn't yell, throw a tantrum, or tell them to stop being how they were. She would embrace it, and would sit and watch as things passed by.Cool and collected. She's just cool and collected. Nothing less, nothing more. Not including minor anger issues.Until a two hour plane ride to Puerto Rico required her to sit next to an unbelievably stunning girl, who liked to draw roses for fun. A thought to realization racked her brain with something she would've never guessed about herself. She really, really, really, really liked girls.Not cool and collected, I repeat, not cool and collected.…

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I smile to myself. "If I'm nicer to you, you would hang out with me?""Isn't that what I just said?" he snaps, and I can sense he immediately regrets it. "Sorry, you just drive me nuts.""I drive you nuts?" I smirk, liking where this is going."I think I like it better when you're quiet." He stands up, glaring at me.My smile grows, and I can't help but let out a chuckle at him. It feels as if the anger I once had has left my body and I feel happy again."See, I knew I should've just took the mail and went back inside," he sighs."You do that, Sammy.""Can I ask why you're even here?" He looks at me nervously. He shifts his weight from one leg to the other."No, tall-cake, not today," I nickname him.)(where an overly nice high schooler boy interacts with an overly bitter high schooler boy.what could go wrong?…

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louisslays: hue am luoisharrysizzles: Who are you?louisslays: am ur knite n shning amourSTARTED: 2016COMPLETED: 2018…