So there we were, walking side by side. It felt kinda strange, 'cause i hadn't felt this way in a long time. It felt even better when her hand clasped mine. Then we sat on the park bench. Her seemingly nervous and frightful. Me a little fearful 'cause i sensed something serious was about to happen. The night was cool and windy. Or hot and humid. Can't be sure. It was like i was watching from atop.
Then she said it.
"We can't be together 'cause our friends say you're a bad influence. My grades are dropping 'cause of you".
I woke up hating my friends.
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hahahahaha. that's such a high school thing!
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