Hated To Love

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At first, I had no idea I liked him. In fact, I was pretty sure I hated him. It didn't take me too long until I realized just how in love with him I was. I didn't notice until my friend pointed out how much I talked about him. I tried saying it was just because he made me mad but then my friend told me I stared at him a lot, too. I questioned my feelings after that.

I would have done anything to make him like me.  He still hated me and he most likely would for the rest of high school.

Soon, I just hated to love him.

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