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An Occasional Someone -4-
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 Created on 3-25-08
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The next morning, during singing warm ups, That-One-guy came in late, talked quietly with the director/teacher, and left again. He didn't come back until we were putting on our stage make-up. He didn't look at me, or say anything. I was so worried I felt sick. cliche? Yes, but also true. My-Close-To-Only-Friend wasn't talking to me, so I was left with My-Personality-Twin. She was as worried as me.He didn't tak to anybody. And when he was standing by himself, My-Personality-Twin urged me to go talk to him. So I did. Kind of. I didn't ask him if anything was wrong, I figured if he wanted me to know he'd tell me, so I just asked if he was ok. He said he was, like he always did. I didn't asd anything else, and he didn't say anything, so we just stood in the school doorway looking at the snow.Before we went in for the opening, he hugged me. It might've just been me, but it felt almost like a goodbye on his part. Me, it was just all pain. I can stand my own pain, but not pain from people I care about. That is the only thing that really made me hurt. We didn't say much, just stayed close and held hands after that. When I go home, I was summoned to the basement by my mom (otherwise known as "The Overlord"). She told me why That-One-Guy was in trouble. I won't tell you what he did, but let's just say I wouldn't be seeing him at school for awhile.
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