She heard there was a dance, and thought of him almost immediately. What more could she hope for? Hastily, she began to wonder how she should ask him.
She rushed to her math class and sat down next to him. Her mind was a cluttered mess of feelings and words, and as she looked over at him, she noticed he looked a bit distracted himself.
Are both our hearts beating to the rhythm of panic? she wondered.
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Beautiful | In Progress
Short Storyabout a girl who could never believe in herself Highest ranking: #52 in Short Story- 4/4/17 Cover by @indecsion9
