The Girl He Never Noticed

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The girl couldn't stop imagining scenarios after the embarrassing incident.

Her face was still flushed a bright red, and everyone probably saw and heard of what happened.

But the pleasant part about everything was that,

he noticed her.

And he called her cute.

That's the start, right?

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The boy had arrived to his home, to an empty house. So he called all his buddies for a night over.

Loud music blaring through the speakers,
red plastic cups and bodies dancing around the house.

As he went to his room, his head clouded with thoughts about the incident at school.

Who is that girl? She's awkward. She's cute.

Shrugging, he thought, that's the last time I'd see her, who cares anyways.

That's the end? Wrong.

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It was the morning. It was Tuesday.

The boy and the girl, both took the same bus.
The girl sat at the front, as the boy sat at the back.

But that wasn't the case, that Tuesday morning.

When the boy got on the bus, to his right, the girl was sitting, reading a book.

Immediately, his body forced him to sit down beside her. He didn't know why he had the urge to do so. Additionally, he thought it would be the last time he'd saw her on Monday.