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I am girl...

I am silly girl.
I am girl with eyes that widen in shock.
I am girl whos cheeks flush dark red when she is complimented.
I am girl who imagines herself with a mysterious boy she has spoken to twice.
I am girl who happens to be hoping.
I am girl who knows hope is a deadly thing.
I am girl who at this particular moment doesnt care.
I am girl who stands up [tripping over her own feet] and approches Mr. Mysterious.
I am girl who tells him to follow her and leads him into the hall.
“You, are a very interesting person.”
I am girl who sounds like an idiot while trying to compliment boy.
“Am I?”
I am girl who gets lost in his brown eyes, and jet black hair.
“Yes, you are.”
I am girl who looks like an idiot.
“I’ve never been called interesting.”
I am girl who watches an evil smile spread across his lips, and enjoys it.
“Well I’m always happy to be first, its quit rare.”
I am girl who looks like an idiot batting her eyelashes, but does it anyway.
“Believe me its not, you’re the first girl that i’ve-”

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