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The bell rang and we went to our separate classes. I sighed sadly that Wyatt was not in my afternoon classes. But I had to go to them anyways.

After school

I walked out of school just like any other kid but thinking: Does Wyatt like me? I mean he called me angle..... But do l like Wyatt?

I mean he has really soft noodle hair gorgeous eyes that I could look into forever and smooth skin is to die for............wait......I....like.....him. My eyes went wide. I mean who wouldn't. He's the definition of perfect.

Then someone started walked next to me. I looked left and there he was. I turned a little red now that I like him.

Then he said "hey you wanna go to the Arcade?" And I said "sure." Trying not to mess up.

Arcade

While Wyatt was playing Street Fighter, I was trying to master Pac Man. I couldn't really get it so I asked "hey Wyatt could you help me with Pac Man?"

And he smiled and said "sure" and he came over and stood behind me and said "ok so first put your hands on the controls."

And I nodded and did it. Then he put his hands on top of mine and then started explaining tricks and tips on how to beat each level. I felt butterflies down my spine.

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