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walking down the hallways, hoping he noticed the paper that she technically threw at his face. On one side her number, the other side, a little smiley face with a heart on it. Smiling to herself, she stopped at her locker, taking yet another candy par out of it, eating the kit kat, she sat in her empty classroom. She was at the front row of the class, right by the open window, the classroom seemed so empty, which kind of bothered her, but not to much. She just wished there was at least one other person she could talk to.
She was feeling good today.