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when Ginger is walking around with the thought that I have feelings for her? Yes, I do, but she isn't supposed to kn

atrol. She doesn't want me around, and I know it's wrong to eve

is look out the window. Hers is still shut-she is really standing on business. I let out a sigh, then quickly

eyes, planting her 'compulsory good morning kis

your medications!" she

al, but the good thing is I have been clean for a couple of months - no drugs or

he stairs outside the house with her phone in hand. My mind itches to

my way to school with a thousand thoughts attacking my m

r's closet, holding the door slightly open. I watch as she makes her way toward me, and once she is within my reach, I pull her in. I pu

pull back, taking a deep breath

oing to go straig

a brow as

y conversatio

ff, and I press my lips in

her to leave you alone. You are no

and all I can think of is claiming them to wipe away what

er shirt, which hugs her body perfectly, accentuating her full

us,

and I realize I must

we have come to a c

her arms. "Right. S

'm incapable of love. I act without thinking, gripping her wrist and pulling her back before she can escape. Her body slams into mine, and before she can protest, my lips c

I look into her eyes, unsure of wha

eathes, wiping her lips lik

n her heel, opening the door and

ecome. I slap my forehead, repeating the words, "She is just a girl,"

t her

py crowd of students with their ear-bugging chatter while sile

eam at myself for choosing her

assume I fuck around with girls. When I hear the rumors of how I fucked a girl and dumped her, I let it be because I have way too many life problems than t

y step out of the closet. The first thin

a girl among a group of girls says, and I

hockey in Sh

get worse, I spot Caspian with his

ions, and she nods sheepishly, pressing her lips ag

ctly what I need to be the