When I walked in my next period, all I saw were girls going around a boy, all i could hear was "Michael! Your Art is so good." I hated that because he just came to this school not even four days ago I mean his art was pretty good but I worked More on my art I stayed quiet until he started looking at me, he started walking towards me. All I could hear from him was "Hello!" He said in a kind but a bit loud way all I could say was "Uhm, hey" I smiled at him. He gave me a small smile back and said "why were you looking at me?" I freaked out and walked out of the class....
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Short StoryThis is a small short story of a girl who saw a new kid and became a bit jealous of him.
