H2

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Hydrogen's P.O.V.
The Oxygen and O seemed perfectly happy together. Neither one was good enough for me, but that's ok. No one is good enough for me.

I walked out of O and Oxygen's house and down the street. Suddenly someone bumped into me.

"Hey watch where your going," I screamed.

"Why don't you watch where your going!"

What a bitch! She's the one who ran into... me... she looks like me, but she's not me.

"Wow your honestly the prettiest person I've ever seen!" We say at the same time.

"I'm Hydrogen but my friends call me H," she says in awe of my beauty.

"OMG that's my name too!" I say back excitedly."

We just look a teacher in awe. Never before had either of us laid eyes on a more perfect specimen.

"Do you maybe want to go back to my place... and maybe bond?" I asks shyly. Never before had someone caused me to feel nervous, but with someone as gorgeous as she was it only made sense.

"That sounds like fun"

Before we knew it we were bonding. Our electrons were shared in the most elegant way possible. I had never felt better than I did in that moment. I was no longer lonely. I was no longer one. I was two... H2.

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