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Creative Created on 3-25-08 Views(24) Story Rating G

That-One-Guy ended in my geometery class. I already knew who he was, and why he was here. Besides, he was in my church, and it would be a churchy-person thing to be nice and invite him to sit by me. Which I did. Now don't get me wrong; I have nothing against churchy people, as long as they left me alone. I went to church, but it was not by choice, and I made sure everyone knew it. That-One-Guy went to church, but only acted churchy on Sunday. That-One-Guy and I remained friends, without anything else between us. My-Close-To-Only-Friend and he were very good friends, and he knew she liked him, but did not feel the same way. And not too long after arriving, he aquired a girlfriend. Needless to say (even though I'm saying it) My-Close-To-Only-Friend entered a mild state of depression after this.However, it didn't last through the summer. When school started up again, I was suprised by how much attention That-One-Guy paid me. We had been friends, but we weren't really that close. And then we started spending more and more time together. I refused to believe he could be interested in me. After all, who would look at me when they could have My-Close-To-Only-Friend? she however, thought the same thing about me. I didn't know why, because I faded into the background when they were together.Then there was the school play. All three of us were in it. He began spending more time with me, less with My-Close-To-Only-Friend, and dropping hints which I ignored and catergorized as teasing. The more I saw of him, the more I told myself I didn't like him, that he didn't like me. I had almost convinced myself of this when he decided to tell me he really did like me.

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