
An awkward, unpopular girl and a quiet guy. These are the notes they slipped to each other.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Romance - Chapters: 3 - Words: 599 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 04-19-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2506796
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I saw you,
Scribbling this note in history class,
I was sitting in front of you, staring.
You were fighting a laugh,
And I love your smile.
Go ahead and try it once in a while.
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I got the right locker.
Number 892.
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The pen?
It's always with me,
I've never used it,
But I'm using it now.
It's yours.
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Yesterday you asked for the date,
And said, "Look, it's raining."
I nodded and looked away.
Why do I do it?
I just, I don't know what to say.
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"Cursing people
for calling me a freak."
No.
Run less eye liner down your cheek.
Who am I if your a freak?
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So don't doubt your self,
I'm not lying.
I have the right locker.
I have the right girl
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