Lola could feel Larry's sharp stare against her. They were as sharp as lazers. She could feel it hitting her and making her splatter on the floor like a little kid, who had an accident. There were three things nagging her about the new guy Larry. He wrote 'I KNOW' so what did he know? Who was he and why couldn't I read him like a book? And lastly why were his grey eyes soo gorgoeus?!
She hesitated even looking at him. She tryed not to, but she couldn't resist juat asking him straight. The bell rang and her class was dismissed. She wasn't sure whether to approach him, or run as far as she could to get away.
She could feel the air tense around her neck. She could feel the air closing in. She could feel the heat, like someone was closing in. Someone was approaching her... She walked her self into a corner, following her instincts. Any stalker would not have tried to kill her or something; and she knew who it was. It was Larry. She couldn't read his mind. She slowly turned around and looked at him.
"What do you know?" she asked
"Easy. Aren't you going to introduce me probably. I am Larry and you are Lola. I know that. I have been learning about you."
She looked at him puzzled.
"What do you want?" she snarls.
"Know what?" she asks.
"I know you like me, and I like you too. Call it love at first sights. It is like I was moved her to find you." he moves in. She dogdes.
It was actually worse than she expected.
"I do not like you.What gives you that impression?"
"I see the way you stare."
She laughs at how ironic it is. She wonders if it may be a joke. After all she cannot tell. A sudden thought crosses her mind as she walks away. Maybe... She thinks. Maybe. That could be why...
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