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“Of Course I do!” I said smiling way to big.
She giggled a little. “So which way is your house?” Her high pitched musical voice dripped like honey out of her mouth.
“Um.. That way.” I said pointing to the left.
“Great my house is that way too.”
We walked in silence for a few moments. I was stealing looks at her, I couldn’t believe someone so beautiful even existed and even harder to believe that she was walking with me. I pictured myself inside my head, I couldn’t find one extraordinary thing about me, black hair brown eyes. Nothing that great.
“I think your really going to like it hear.” She interrupted my thoughts.
“Oh.. Probably. Kyle seemed to think differently.”
“Yeah well Kyle’s like that sometimes, did Cartman happen to be around?” She giggled croving her mouth with her hand. It made me sad to see her cover her mouth. Why would she want to hide such a beautiful smile? It also reminded me of how much I wanted to kiss her.
“Yeah he was. What’s that losers problem?”
“Who? Cartman? He’s just a racist asshole.” She kicked a rock with her foot.
“Oh that explains the ‘Gay Jew’ thing.”
“Yup.”
We kept walking slowly. Until I noticed that we were barely even moving now.
“There’s my house,” She pointed, “up there.”
“Wow we live on the same street.” I smiled down at her, “My house is right across from yours.”
“That’s awesome. Me, you, and Kyle all live on the same street.”
“Cool.”
“Well see ya tomorrow Stan thanks for walking me home.” She waved bye and walked inside her house.
While I was standing there remember how to breathe.
“Hey dude.” Kyle said from behind me.
“Hey. So you live on this street too?”
“Yup, wanna come over a play Guitar Hero?”
“Hells yeah!”
Kyle and I ran into the house. After I few million games, me winning 90 percent of them. Kyle and I both had a severe case of carpal tunnel.
“You move around a lot?” Kyle asked casually.
“Yeah I do, I’m mostly home schooled. Dad’s in the military but he’s retring this year so were going to stay here for a while.”
“That’s good I like having you around.” Kyle patted me on the head.
I felt thoses butterfiles again. “Yeah I’m starting to like this place more and more.”
“So can you tell me about your arm?” He asked rasing one eye brow.
“Ugh..” I tried to quickly think up a better lie, currently hating Kyle, thinking I had misjudged him.
“Awkward… Sorry to get in your personal space but I’d like to know about your little problem” Kyle’s eyes looked into my soul, and if I had to  pee I’d probably would have wet myself.
“Um,.. What are you talking about man? I’m fine.” Fake smile.
“Just let me see your arm.” Kyle extended his hand.
“Okay.”  I extended my arm.
He pulled my sleve up and examined the brusies. “Happy?”
“Slightly.. I thought you were a cutter or something my bad dude.”
“Unhuh… Nope”
“Sorry to be that way, I’ve had some bad experiences with that.”
“Its okay a lot of people are always freaky about the brusies.” I said acting like it was nothing.
He smiled. I felt the blood rush through my body, my head was spinning. “So what time is it?” I asked.
“Ugh probably around 9:30” Kyle said yawning.
“Holy SHIT! I have to go!” I ran out the door. I think I heard Kyle say bye in the distance. I ran down the street to my house hopeing my dad hadn’t noticed. But I knew he did, he was always looking for a reason to knock me out.
I slowly opened the door. I walked inside and looked into the living room dad wasn’t in his chair. I sighed in relief.  Until, “WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?” his voice made me sick.

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“Of Course I do!” I said smiling way to big.
She giggled a little. “So which way is your house?” Her high pitched musical voice dripped like honey out of her mouth.
“Um.. That way.” I said pointing to the left.
“Great my house is that way too.”
We walked in silence for a few moments. I was stealing looks at her, I couldn’t believe someone so beautiful even existed and even harder to believe that she was walking with me. I pictured myself inside my head, I couldn’t find one extraordinary thing about me, black hair brown eyes. Nothing that great.
“I think your really going to like it hear.” She interrupted my thoughts.
“Oh.. Probably. Kyle seemed to think differently.”
“Yeah well Kyle’s like that sometimes, did Cartman happen to be around?” She giggled croving her mouth with her hand. It made me sad to see her cover her mouth. Why would she want to hide such a beautiful smile? It also reminded me of how much I wanted to kiss her.
“Yeah he was. What’s that losers problem?”
“Who? Cartman? He’s just a racist asshole.” She kicked a rock with her foot.
“Oh that explains the ‘Gay Jew’ thing.”
“Yup.”
We kept walking slowly. Until I noticed that we were barely even moving now.
“There’s my house,” She pointed, “up there.”
“Wow we live on the same street.” I smiled down at her, “My house is right across from yours.”
“That’s awesome. Me, you, and Kyle all live on the same street.”
“Cool.”
“Well see ya tomorrow Stan thanks for walking me home.” She waved bye and walked inside her house.
While I was standing there remember how to breathe.
“Hey dude.” Kyle said from behind me.
“Hey. So you live on this street too?”
“Yup, wanna come over a play Guitar Hero?”
“Hells yeah!”
Kyle and I ran into the house. After I few million games, me winning 90 percent of them. Kyle and I both had a severe case of carpal tunnel.
“You move around a lot?” Kyle asked casually.
“Yeah I do, I’m mostly home schooled. Dad’s in the military but he’s retring this year so were going to stay here for a while.”
“That’s good I like having you around.” Kyle patted me on the head.
I felt thoses butterfiles again. “Yeah I’m starting to like this place more and more.”
“So can you tell me about your arm?” He asked rasing one eye brow.
“Ugh..” I tried to quickly think up a better lie, currently hating Kyle, thinking I had misjudged him.
“Awkward… Sorry to get in your personal space but I’d like to know about your little problem” Kyle’s eyes looked into my soul, and if I had to  pee I’d probably would have wet myself.
“Um,.. What are you talking about man? I’m fine.” Fake smile.
“Just let me see your arm.” Kyle extended his hand.
“Okay.”  I extended my arm.
He pulled my sleve up and examined the brusies. “Happy?”
“Slightly.. I thought you were a cutter or something my bad dude.”
“Unhuh… Nope”
“Sorry to be that way, I’ve had some bad experiences with that.”
“Its okay a lot of people are always freaky about the brusies.” I said acting like it was nothing.
He smiled. I felt the blood rush through my body, my head was spinning. “So what time is it?” I asked.
“Ugh probably around 9:30” Kyle said yawning.
“Holy SHIT! I have to go!” I ran out the door. I think I heard Kyle say bye in the distance. I ran down the street to my house hopeing my dad hadn’t noticed. But I knew he did, he was always looking for a reason to knock me out.
I slowly opened the door. I walked inside and looked into the living room dad wasn’t in his chair. I sighed in relief.  Until, “WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?” his voice made me sick.