Let Them Open a Crack

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I really do regret writing my name down.

The following day, Aiden kept trying to talk to me, but I ignored him, getting my books and walking off to my locker.

When I went back to my locker after sixth period, he tried to talk to me again, but I refused.

As I was heading to class, I heard Aiden yell.

"I know you wrote your name down." I nodded then turned towards him, "Yes I did. Like you wanted."

And then I went into my sixth period room.

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Aiden POV

As she went into her sixth period class, I headed towards mine. She signed up for the showcase! That's great!

I really do have a crush on her. She's beautiful, talented, and she doesn't even know it! The entire time duing class I thought about Char. Now all I need to do is get her to date me. I mean, it shouldn't be that hard. We kissed twice! Plus she kissed back.

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As I walked towards my locker, I saw Char approach hers to open it.

"Char."

"What."

"Please date me."

There. I blurted it out. 'You're so dumb, Aiden.' Yeah I know. That was a dumb move.

"What?" She said, now facing me.

"I said. I want you to date me."

She sighed then looked up at me.

"I have to think about it, alright?"

So she's considering it.

I nodded, "Yeah. Of course, take all the time you need." She nodded then left me alone at my locker.

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"Aiden! Get the door!" My mother yelled from upstairs while I was doing my homework.

"Fine!" I yelled back.

I walked over to the door then opened it quickly. There, on my front doorstep was Char.

"Char, hi." I said while I was closing the door behind me.

"Hey...um I thought about it. I thought about it for a few hours but I got an answer for you."

I felt my insides melt like a fangirl.

"And?"

She sighed, "Yes."

Next thing I knew I felt my lips pressed against hers and my hands were on her waist outside of my house on my front doorstep.

Once our lips parted, we both smiled. "It's beginning to rain." She said looking up at the sky before the rain was running down our faces.

"Here, come inside." I said, opening the door.

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