School. Kids pushing into each other. Chaos. All I can think of is him. Jake. I go to my locker. Turn the combination. 02-13-23. Then,breath on the back of my neck. Him. I turn slowly around to meet a kiss. He must have had Gatorade,because his breath is like grape. Can't concentrate in school. Thinking of him. Will he kiss me again? I want it to never end. I'm floating on a cloud of love. Hot,fiery love. Nothing can bring me back to the real world. I scribble a heart on me homework. Jake,I'm always thinking of you.
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