10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl tiếp theo to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the ngày before and handed them to her. She đã đưa ý kiến "thanks" and gave me a Kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I tình yêu her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling...
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