3 - erin

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Another day, another detention. Erin was beautiful to me, not like anyone else in our school.

We were finishing up my detention and her singing practice, I still couldn't remember what it was called.

"Kiss me." I said.

"What?" She has an awkward smile.

"Kiss me."

"No." An awkward chuckle left her mouth.

I tried again later, before leaving.

"Kiss me."

We were in front of all her friends, she was about to go home. She kissed me. I felt butterflies in my stomach.


Erin and I spent every class we had together sitting by each other. We talked, and talked, and talked. Erin had become my girlfriend.


A/N: I've written better stories, so I'm debating whether not to publish this. Let me know if you enjoyed it, I'm currently writing the epilogue.

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